I'll bleed this skyline dry
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Hear Me Out
I like to give excuses for everything and anything. If Im not in the mood to do anything, I idle around. I let my friends say as they please, but that don't mean I agree with what they say. I just accept that its their opinion. I can be an ass hole. I can be the nicest person on earth. Just depends on who you are(: "Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God." -Matthew 5:8
Complains?
Music
Cover on my heart by Guy Sebastian
Go find yourself and listen:D Skeletons of My Closet
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Monday, December 22, 2008
You are heaven in the middle of hell,Stuck in hell with your smile. Doesnt make sense to stay, But this feeling doesn't sway. Someone tell me what to say, stuck here to rot and decay. Tell me Im gay, So this wont fade away. Stop me now before I do something stupid, Because all my words wont fit. Dont tell me its a habit, Thats gawddam bullshit. Emotions under control, Do you think I'll get parole, From this hell hole. Not a chance in hell asshole. YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH BABY. Gagged out one of them vulgar poems. Hahahahaha! Who woulda thought a person of my caliber at literature was capable of gagging sucha weird poem out? PFFFT. Ohhh me uncle got back from JP yesterday. Well just waiting for me hoodies and shirts to fall into my arms. *expectation: nicely wrapped with good christmas wrapper with a cherry as the topper* Yes well, its not going to happen. My stomach takes an "ultimatum leap" everytime I cross over to the dark side. Its like the if-you-go-there-I-wont-let-you-off sorta thing. Its crazy, really. Well I had to resort to tune poddy to repeat mode instead of shuffle mode. Knowing the poor fellow, he's prolly grumpy cause he cant do as he wishes. That'd explain his perpetual pauses while playing a song. Its all for the better buddy, dont let me listen to those songs again, please. Ohhh! *glimmering eyes* I was thinking, while on the bus of MAS SELAMAT. Okay no, Im not stalking him mentally or anything. Its just, dont yall find it weird that, suddenly the whole we-must-find-Mas-Selamat fad is like over? My theory: The poor lame midget was "accidentially" tortured to death and the whole "missing" bullcr*p was tossed to us naive glassballs, to think that he really escape during a bloody pee-break. Like c'mon hes like 158cm and he escaped through the toilet ventilator? Cool right, I know. Seems like not only fairy tales can pull this kinda unbelievable shit off, our beloved PAPa(people's assholerific panty assholes - for the life of me I cant rmb what PAP stands fo) officials can too! Yippie. Doleful really. Ah. Now that I've spat enough bullcr*p at the panty-partigers, I will hark back to read my good oh favo vampire duo, no not Edward. ALICE, as I read, I want her to bite me more than bella wants to be bitten. *thumb over ring and middle finger* Have a listen at "Tongue tied" by Faber Drive. Yes I know it's old, but hell, its evergreen for those who cant seem to fucking decide aka me. . . . . really |