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You've Changed. Mar. 19th, 2005 @ 01:29 pm
New journal.
I added most of you.
I need a change.

Mar. 16th, 2005 @ 07:30 pm
I am tired, I am weary
I could sleep for a thousand years
A thousand dreams that would awake me
Different colors made of tears

http://www.holymoly.co.uk/rules/ Mar. 14th, 2005 @ 03:19 pm
Dubious, androgenous, a-racial, plastic surgery-fixated former pop-stars. If you don't want to end up in front of a judge on a tiddler-diddling charge firstly:
a. remain in full contact with the real world.
b. don't bring uneccesary attention to yourself by having trillions of pounds of unsuccessful corrective surgery to change from one racial type to another.
c. try to associate with humans of roughly your own age group
d. don't host guests whom you can ply with alcohol and get into bed with
e. surround yourself with people who are more than sychophantic cunts who are scared to remind you that what you are doing can be construed as paedophilia
f. don't bum kids.

Words. Mar. 9th, 2005 @ 07:25 pm
Procrastination.
Kinsey.
Sweets.
Drugs.
Supplements.
Exhaustion.
Pain.
Infection.
Debt.
Rain.
Kisses.
Dancing.
Jealousy.
Fear.

Stuck in my head..... Mar. 9th, 2005 @ 07:20 pm
'Scuze me, too busy,
You're writing your tragedy.
These mishaps, your bubble wrap, when,
You've no idea what you're like...

(So let go)
So let go
Jump in
Oh well whatcha waiting for?
It's alright,
'Cuz there's beauty
In the breakdown.
Other entries
» Pink Floyd
"I've always been mad, I know I've been mad, like the
most of us...very hard to explain why you're mad, even
if you're not mad..."


Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way.
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way.


Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain.
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today.
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you.
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun.

So you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again.
The sun is the same in a relative way but you're older,
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death.

Every year is getting shorter never seem to find the time.
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
The time is gone, the song is over,
Thought I'd something more to say.
» (No Subject)
Both under influence we had divine scent
to know what to say Mind is a razorblade

To call for hands of above to lean on
wouldn't be good enough for me

One night of magic rush The start of simple touch
One night to push and scream and then relief

Ten days of perfect tunes, the colors red and blue
We had a promise made, we were in love

And you, you knew the hand of the devil
and you, kept us away with wolves teeth
Sharing different heartbeats in one night

The Knife
» I freakin' love The Knife!
We are the people who´s come here to play
I don´t like it easy
I don´t like the straight way
We´re in the middle of something
We are here to stay
And we raise our heads for the colour red

I´m in the first row on your show, in the first row
on the First Floor Power show
Your vibrato´s like vulnerable leaves,
You do it crazy, that´s how you talk to me

We are the people who´s come here to play
I don´t like it easy
I don´t like the straight way
We´re in the middle of something
We are here to stay
And we raise our heads for the colour red

I heard you for the first time on the radio
When I was going somewhere in a car
You touched my heart, like a knife that´s very sharp
Or like a bird, you just set free
That´s just like me, when I hear you speak


We are the people who´s come here to play
I don´t like it easy
I don´t like the straight way
We´re in the middle of something
We are here to stay
And we raise our heads for the colour red

I like vanilla and I like sex
I ride the pony that I like best
I knew I that there was something I missed
I was fifteen when I first got kissed, before I knew about the equality way
I wanted to get laid to "Take my breath away"

We are the people who´s come here to play
I don´t like it easy
I don´t like the straight way
We´re in the middle of something
We are here to stay
And we raise our heads for the colour red

http://www.theknife.net/music/index.html

» (No Subject)
http://www.timesonline.co.uk/article/0,,8403-1246846,00.html
» This deserves a post to itself because I don't want to forget it.
"Most art (and music) is shit. But it’s worth listening to and look at, ‘cause when you finally see something you like, it’s fantastic."
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