Monday, October 29, 2007

i...

i dont want anybody else, to know...when i think about you i....

Sunday, October 28, 2007

got an ipod. video nano 4gb. silver. tiny. pretty.

Friday, October 26, 2007

Not Good Enough For Truth n Cliche

Hurtful words,
From my enemies of the last five years,
What's it like to die alone?
How does it feel when tears freeze,
When you cry?
The blood in your veins is twenty below.
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,

Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,
Something I cannot forget.

So for now, take this down a notch,
Crash my car through your window,
Make sure you're still alive,
Just in time to kill you,

Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,

Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,
Something I cannot forget.

I can't take this (take) anymore
I can't take this (take) anymore
I can't take this (take) anymore
(I cannot feel what you've done to me)
I can't take this (take) anymore
(What you've done to me)

So for now, take this down a notch,
Crash my car through your window,
(Window)
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,

Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,
Something I cannot forget.

Wednesday, October 24, 2007

My silver lining clouded over.

I want to play Russian Roulette.
On the condition that I surely get the bullet..

this is the last straw

Tuesday, October 23, 2007

He's an Angel to you, devil to me...

ha!
the song:
Angel to you, devil to me (The Click 5)

When I saw her she looked my way
and I knew that I was over my head
ruby lips on a smile so sweet
with a rude attitude that could knock me dead
(suddenly)
I heard a voice when she called my name
(suddenly)
I knew my life was gonna change

well she's hotter than hell
and she's cool as they come
and she smart and she's wild
all rolled into one
yeah you say I'm the guy that you wish you could be
it's not easy you see
that she's an angel to you
but she's a devil to me

all my friends say you lucky guy
everyone wants to stand in your place
and so I give it another try
I'm not sure how much more my poor heart can take
(suddenly)
I feel the blood pumpin' round my brain
(suddenly)
I grab my bat and I'm back in the game

well she's hotter than hell
and she's cool as they come
and she smart and she's wild
all rolled into one
yeah you say I'm the guy that you wish you could be
it's not easy to see
that she's an angel to you
but she's a devil to me

I don't know what to do
I don't know what to say
cause no one knows that she puts me through anyway
I'm awake in disaster
I can't seem to get past her
I try and I try but I can't get away

she's an angel to you
she's a devil to me
she's an angel to you
she's a devil to me
it's not easy you see

well she's hotter than hell
and she's cool as they come
and she smart and she's wild
all rolled into one
yeah you say I'm the guy that you wish you could be
it's not easy to see
well she's hotter than hell
and she's cool as they come
and she smart and she's wild
all rolled into one
yeah you say I'm the guy that you wish you could be
it's not easy you see
that she's an angel to you
but she's a devil to me

Fight for our right?

But is it right?

Who decides upon the line between right and wrong?

Its so annoying when simple things that make you happy suddenly change or disappear.

Simple things like a face, a picture, a word.

Its like you concentrate your whole world into that little thing for a while. It makes you happy, it relaxes you, it re-assures you... and then suddenly.. *poof* its not there anymore..

I depend on certain things. I really depend on them. And I know I'll be nowhere without them . And its quite pathetic.