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tear Bad actors with bad habits. - Subscribe
Your hands on me pressing hard against your jeans, your tounge inmy mouth, trying hard to keep the words from coming out, you didn't care to know who else may have been you before.

I want a lover I don't have to love. I want a girl whose to sad to give a fuck. Where is the kid with the chemicals, he said to meet him here but I'm not sure.
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Mood: confident

tear Will you ever feel okay Jul 18th, 2006 2:00:48 am - Subscribe
Sunrise, Sunset"

Sunrise, sunset.
Sunrise, sunset.
Swiftly go the days.
Sunrise, sunset.
You wake up, then you undress.
It always is the same.
A sunrise and a sunset.
You are lying while you confess, keep trying to explain.
The sunrise and the sun sets you realize
and then you forget what you have been trying to retain.
But everybody knows that it is all about the things
that get stuck inside of your head,
like the songs your roommate sings
or a vision of her body as she stretches out on your bed.
She raised her hands in the air and asked you,
When was the last time you looked in the mirror?
Because you have changed.
Yeah, you have changed.
Sunrise, sunset.
You are hopeful and then you regret.
The circle never breaks.
With each sunrise and sunset there is a change of heart or address.
Is there nothing that remains?
For a sunrise or a sunset.
You are manic or you're depressed.
Will you ever feel ok?
It's a sunrise and sunset, your lover is an actress.
Did you really think she would stay?
For a sunrise and sunset.
You are either coming or you just left but you are always on the way.
Towards a sunrise or a sunset, a scribble or a sonnet.
They are really just the same.
To the sunrise and the sunset.
The master and his servant have exactly the same fate.
It's a sunrise and a sunset.
From a cradle to a casket.
There ain't no way to escape.
The sunrise and the sunset.
Hold your sadness like a puppet, just keep putting on the play.
But everything you do is leading to the point
where you just won't know what to do.
And at that moment you may laugh
but there is someone there who will be laughing louder than you.
So it's true, the trick is complete.
Now you have become everything you said that you never would be.
You're a fool! You're a fool!
Sunrise, sunset, sunrise, sunset.
The sunrise and the sunset.
Sunrise, sunset.
Go home to your apartment
and put the cassette in the tape deck and let that fever play.
Sunrise, sunset.
Where are you Arienette?
Where are you Arienette?


Bright Eyes.
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Mood: fancy

tear I'm a ghost. Jul 19th, 2006 5:32:34 am - Subscribe




I think someone should fucking visit me, or fucking watch a movie with me, or cuddle with me. Fuck.

So I'm sitting here and listening to Red hot chili peppers. Being bored. I wish I had someone right now to love. Because I have alot of love in me to give...and I crave love, a relationship. Argh matey.

I feel like I've been waiting forever for somebody to come, and noone is coming.


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Mood: sane

tear I fucking love you. Jul 20th, 2006 7:57:04 am - Subscribe

Sooo I was chatting to Geofff tonight and I just decided to drop it on him.

ME : "Can I tell you something?"
"I really fucking like you"

G: "I'm not gunna lie, I really dig you too!"
Whens the next time your coming here"

God.
He makes my night. I fucking love everything about him.


Sweet dreams

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Mood: wacky

tear I play with fire Jul 21st, 2006 5:44:35 am - Subscribe


Mother is being a fucking crunk. I think I'm gunna fucking take a walk tonight, possibally around 2ish? I love late night walks. I can feel free in the wind.

I like a litle Mystery, I find it sexy, like wanted to no more and more.
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Mood: reserved