fret for your figure and
fret for your latte and
fret for your lawsuit and
fret for your hairpiece and
fret for your prozac

Now, doesn\'t that sound peculiar?

20th Oct, 2005 4:02:45 am - Subscribe
You know on msn, how they have the blockchecker thing? And everytime someone is about to message you, that shitty little advertizement pops up, so you know they have your window opened?

Heh. Ronald keeps opening a window with me, and never says anything.

Isn't it so peculiar? People wouldn't talk to me in elementary. They want to now, but they don't.

It makes me wonder why these people are on my list at all.

I don't want to get rid of the past. All the silly things you stress over when you're a kid, those are the happiest memories of your life.

My stomach burns. Cajun McNuggets ;/. Bad stuff.

PS: A certain "someone", you know who you are, don't comment here. I don't want to acknowledge you on MSN, and I don't want to acknowledge you here.

EDIT: I had to add this. It's my favourite song, of all time.

Scar- Missy Higgins
He left a card, a bar of soap and a scrubbing brush next to a note
That said "use these down to your bones"
And before I knew I had shiny skin and it felt easy being clean like him
I thought "this one knows better than I do"

A triangle trying to squeeze through a circle
He tried to cut me so I'd fit

And doesn't that sound familiar? Doesn't that hit too close to home?
Doesn't that make you shiver; the way things could've gone?
And doesn't it feel peculiar when everyone wants a little more?
so that I do remember to never go that far,
Could you leave me with a scar?

So the next one came with a bag of treats,
she smelled like sugar and spoke like the sea
she told me don't trust them, trust me
Then she pulled at my stitches one by one,
looked at my insides clicking her tongue
and said "This will all have to come undone"

A triangle trying to squeeze through a circle
She tried to blunt me so I'd fit

And doesn't that sound familiar? Doesn't that hit too close to home?
Doesn't that make you shiver; the way things could have gone?
And doesn't it feel peculiar when everyone wants a little more?
So that I do remember to never go that far,
Could you leave me with a scar?

I think I realized just in time, i thought my old self was hard to find
You can bathe me in your finest wine but I'll never give you mine
'Cos I'm a little bit tired of fearing that I'll be the bad fruit nobody
buys
Tell me, did you think we'd all dream the same?

And doesn't that sound familiar? Doesn't that hit too close to home?
Doesn't that make you shiver; the way things could have gone?
And doesn't it feel peculiar when everyone wants a little more?
And so that I do remember to never go that far,
Could you leave me with a scar?
Could you leave me with a scar?
mood: sick
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