| | Current Music: | fall out boy - champagne for my real friends... | | Security: | | | Time: | 08:29 pm |
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| You are a getaway car, rush of blood to the head
But me, I'm just the covers on top of your bed
You steer in a rear view mirror, make my head swim
I keep you warm and not ask you where you've been
With your backless black dress soaked to the skin
When it's all said and done, they're all scrambling
And we're friends, we're friends
Just because we move units
Strike us like matches, cause everyone deserves the flames
We only do it for the scars and stories, not the fame
At least everyone is trying, everyone is shining
Everyone deserves the flames, but it's such a shame
Such a shame
The sounds of this small town make my ears hurt (make my ears hurt)
"Oh yeah, you caught me" But I caught you on worse oh
They say, "You want a war? You got a war"
But who are you fighting for?
The tides out, the ship's run aground
We drown traitors in shallow water
With your backless black dress soaked to the skin
When it's all said and done, they're all scrambling
And we're friends, we're friends
Just because we move units
Strike us like matches, 'cuz everyone deserves the flames
We only do it for the scars and stories, not the fame
At least everyone is trying, everyone is shining
Everyone deserves the flames but it's such a shame
Such a shame
At least everyone is trying, everyone is shining
Everyone deserves the flames but it's such a shame
Such a shame
Strike us like matches, 'cuz everyone deserves the flames
We only do it for the scars and stories, not the fame
At least everyone is trying, everyone is shining
Everyone deserves the flames but it's such a shame
>>fall out boy. CHAMPAGNE FOR MY REAL FRIENDS... real pain for my sham friends | comments: Leave a comment   |
| oh lover, you should've come over...
it's not too late.
i feel sick. like when i get so sad it almost feels good to be sad. don't get me wrong i feel like shit but it's almost like i'm feeding off it. this doesn't make sense. i killed something last night. something beautiful and i can't work out if it was the right thing to have done. tis irrelevant now. tis all done. but f u c k it taught me some things.
i haven't seen someone be hurt for a while. not to that extent. and not so suddenly. i've seen friends go through break ups and lose people but not in that way. not in one of those ways where you could almost literally see their world crash down around them. and i can't work out if it's adult-like or childish to be involved. mum yelled at me for 'getting in on the drama again' last night. and i spose it is immature to hear the gossip and buy into it... even though she doesn't know the half of how involved i am. but on the other hand i feel like i should be able to listen to both of them speak and not take sides so much. but everytime i talk to each of them i believe what each one says. and i want to believe one more than the other. but evidence is stacking up for the other side. i don't know what to do. this isn't going to blow over and in some sick way i think i would have liked the idea of being the one she turned to when she's sad before it actually happened. like i could rescue her or something fucked up like that. but this is coming close to killing me. i've never seen her/anyone so heartbroken and just generally crushed. i wanna fix it and i can't.
and i hate that i have spent so many years risking making half this town feel like that
give me more of that firework lust
gunshot love and just any old trust
cause baby i don't care
though-----------------
you'd better get me a gun cause i might've just started a war
it might've been accident... and possibly you're involved.
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| | Security: | | | Time: | 07:27 pm | | Current Mood: |  nervous |
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| YOU
are the salsa in my burrito...
the alcohol in my cocktail
the love in my love shack
the jui in my juijitzu
you put the rattle in rattlesnake
and the peanut butter my m+m's
and... the bubbles in my champagne
<3 | | comments: Leave a comment |
| I picked you out of a crowd and talked to you
I said I liked your shoes
You said, "Thanks, can I follow you?"
So it's up the stairs and out of view
No prying eyes
I poured some wine
I asked your name, you asked the time
Now it's two o'clock
The club is closed
We're up the block
Your hands on me; Pressing hard against your jeans
Your tongue in my mouth, trying 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 who's too sad to give a fuck
Where's the kid with the chemicals?
I thought he said to meet him here but I'm not sure
I've got the money if you've got the time
You said it feels good
I said, "I'll give a try."
Then my mind went dark
We both forgot where your car was parked
Let's just take the train
I'll meet up with the band in the morning
Bad actors with bad habits
Some sad singers they just play tragic
And the phone's ringing and the van's leaving
Let's just keep touching; let's just keep... keep singing...
I want a lover I don't have to love
I want a boy who's so drunk he doesn't talk
Where's the kid with the chemicals?
I got a hunger and I can't seem to get full
I need some meaning I can memorise
The kind I have always seems to slip my mind
But you, but you...
You write such pretty words
But life's no storybook
Love's an excuse to get hurt
And to hurt.
Do you like to hurt?
I do, I do
Then hurt me... | | comments: 2 comments or Leave a comment |
| | Current Music: | iris <3 | | Security: | | | Time: | 07:50 am | | Current Mood: |  tirrrrrrrrred! |
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| you're the closest to heaven that i'll ever be
and i don't wanna go home right now.
i just want you to know who i am | | comments: 2 comments or Leave a comment |
| | Security: | | | Time: | 04:20 am | | Current Mood: |  peaking |
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| hmmm...
so it's 4.15am. i just got home. my parents think i was at jo's house i hope. still not sure if i got fucked over. i was meant to be home looking after darky... who thinks i went to jimmy's... which i did. just that i went to jimmy's bar not jimmy's house. and then i went to homehouse.
farrel n jimmy had a big fight. not sure what'll happen. i feel like shit cause i know i was just a selfish little fuck and tried to talk her into coming out with me. which was really rude. but i hate that he can do that to her. i hate that anyone can do that to anyone.
and lockie called me. possibly i'm a bitch... but at this stage it's just a rumour. meh. i seemed to have maybe put some other people treating me like shit into perspective when it comes to people treating my friends like shit... maybe. i dunno.
can't stop typing cause i know i'll fall asleep. and i can't cause i'll never wake up and i have to work tomoro. just gonna keep fucking round on the net then have a shower n get myself sorted i think... ha ha.
my arms are sticky from people spilling drinks on me. eiw. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| and if i could have my way -
we'd take some drugs and we'd smile
...snap back to reality?
i'm so scared. i'd found such a happy spot and it's all falling apart. i don't want it to leave. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| | Current Music: | the scene aesthetic - beauty in the breakdown | | Security: | | | Time: | 09:32 am | | Current Mood: |  amused |
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| i feel like i'm doing now what i should've been doing when i was 16/17. and i love it.
i just feel crazy like the good old days | | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment |
| mmm...
i know a girl
she puts the colour inside of my world
yes things at the moment are the craziest and most fucked up they've been for a while. but i can honestly say i've found a group of people i just fucking love hanging out with and it feels amazing. makes me think od closer "ALL MY ANNOYING HABITS AMUSE HER. IT'S BLISS'. i dun know what it is about these people but it's la la la la love.
somehow i've got champagne breakfast with the council tomorrow morning... interesting considering last time i saw Jarrod from the council was about 9:00 sat morning when i was looking for my keys in a gutter on Moorabool St HA HA HA.
a boy asked me to make him a tee tonight cause he loved my paintings so much. makes me happy when people actually like the shit i do that other people just find crazy. but tis also weird cause people looking at them have no idea what they mean. scares me that someone could buy one and actually know the person i'm painting about but not know it's about that person. would be weird.
anyway wooooooooooot i get to make tee's for people :-) and the guy's awesome. best mates with a dirty drug smuggler... but awesome. funniest guy.
i start a new job tomoro... hmmm... scared!
you say "i want a war" you've got a war but WHO ARE YOU FIGHTING FOR? | | comments: 6 comments or Leave a comment |
| i'm about to snap and i can feel it.
w h e n i t r a i n s i t p o u r s
i got my hair done tonight. bllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllondie <3
as for the night market...
spent all day sorting shit for that night [night market] and stuff. then worked till 9.00 by which point i was just going fucking mental and i don't know why. went to cats and started ordering shots. then cocktails and skulling them. went to beav's and was dancing on the couches with matty. took a pill somewhere in the equation. after this apparently i went back to cats, to russell sisters and caught a cab to homehouse. my next memory is being inside homehouse though. then next thing i knew i was at homehouse and had lost my keys. left homehouse at 7.30am with no keys, trying to work out how i was going to get myself a work key by 10.30am. kyle found me wandering round at about 8 looking for a locksmith and took me to his where i had a shower and slept for like 20 mins. called the hotel my bosses were staying in... no answer. tried to get keys off jess but she din have one :-( called julie n fessed up. she said to keep looking but not stress... so i went to cats and found crack whore and micheal n had a drink then went home. couldn't sleep caus i'd told mum i'd stayed at farrel's so she din understand why i was tired. got about an hours sleep though then went to james reyne that night with andy, tash, deb, jimmy, farrel, marie, mum and dad. went to beav's for a drink but died by about 12. sunday i had to go to queenscliff to get another work key.
...and i'm about to have a breakdown.
on the upside i got a new job today at GLOS - i'm gonna learn to do nails. i'm excited. scared, but excited. | | comments: Leave a comment |
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