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If I can't dance, it's not my revolution!
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Damien and Autumn.
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i love will and grace.
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I have to say that I love my mom so much, because she makes me not hurt. HAHA!:-)
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| RILO KILEY IS COMING TO TOWN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! |
[25 Sep 2004|10:34am] |
09.30.04 Chicago, IL Abbey Pub Now It's Overhead, Tilly and the Wall 18+ what the hell is that.
how many blows to the belly will this thing take
that we refer to as our true love?
we both knows it dead and its been dying for some time
but we refuse to let it go
I'm giving up. My emotional and my physical well being are suffering terribly.
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| The story of my Life |
[09 Aug 2004|06:45pm] |
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Dresden Dolls
bad habit
biting keeps your words at bay
tending to the sores that stay
happiness is just a gash away
when i open a familiar scar
pain goes shooting like a star
comfort hasn't failed to follow so far...
and you might say it's self-indulgent
you might say its self-destructive
but, you see, it's more productive
than if i were to be healthy
& pens and penknives take the blame
crane my neck & scratch my name
but the ugly marks
are worth the momentary gain...
when i jab a sharpened object in
choirs of angels seem to sing
hymns of hate in memorandum
and you might say it's self-indulgent
and you might say it's self-destructive
but, you see, it's more productive
than if i were to be happy
and sappy songs about sex and cheating
bland accounts of two lovers meeting
make me want to give mankind a beating
and you might say it's self-destructive
but, you see, i'd kick the bucket
sixty times before i'd kick the habit
and as the skin rips off i cherish the revolting thought
that even if i quit
there's not a chance in hell i'd stop
and anyone can see the signs
mittens in the summertime
thank you for your pity, you are too kind
and you might say its self-inflicted
but you see that's contradictive
why on earth would anyone practice self destruction?
and pain opinions are sitcom feeding
they dont know that their minds are teething
makes me want to give mankind a beating
i'm tried bandages and sinking
i've tried gloves and even thinking
i've tried vaseline
i've tried everything
and no-one cares if your back is bleeding
they're concerned with their hair receding
looking back it was all maltreating
every thought that occurred misleading
makes me want to give myself a beating....
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[03 Jun 2004|09:50pm] |
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LE TIGRE IS COMING TO CHICAGO ON JULY 29!!!!
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[02 Jun 2004|08:59am] |
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I've got the feeling that you and i will never really get it on.
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[09 Feb 2004|12:07am] |
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im scaring myself again... i couldnt stop.
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| i love Bikini Kill |
[04 Feb 2004|03:17pm] |
In Accordance To Natural Law
"All Men Are Evil Except My Boyfriend"
said the sound of the spectacle.
I read it in a fanzine it wasn't even in a big dumb glossy magazine.
Everything, everything, everything
we ever said
Everything, everything, everything
might've done well,
none of that means shit anymore --
We contradicted ourselves
I guess we're all hypocrites
just cuz we like to get our kicks
in this one way, sometimes....?
you tell me.
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[09 Jan 2004|08:38pm] |
You are Kim!!
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[11 Dec 2003|04:58pm] |
Tuck Me InTuck me into where it's freezing,
Tuck me into bed with snakes
Tuck me in with the tarantulas,
I wanna let 'em in my mouth
and down my throat to lay their eggs
Tuck me into where there's bleeding,
Where it spills out of the walls onto the floor
Tuck me into where your best friend's apologies
amount to shit, they always did, for ever more
I pour out onto the floor
like liquid white from fallen glass
Nothing to cry over
My skin went sour long ago
It knew it had nowhere else to go
Tuck me into where I'm falling,
Where I can feel the heat rise underneath my wings
and all the fallen angels in hell
will tuck me away from you,
take me away from everything
Tuck me into where there's dying,
Tuck me in with flames and tuck me in with flies,
Maybe then you will appreciate your only friend
with maggots in her eyes or as ashes in the sky
I pour out onto the floor
like liquid white from fallen glass,
Nothing to cry over
My skin went sour long ago
It knew it had no place left to go
I pour out onto the floor
like liquid white from fallen glass,
Nothing to cry over
My skin went sour long ago
It knew it had no place left to go
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| gotta love no doubt. |
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Magic's In The MakeupCan you tell I’m faking it?
But I want to be myself
A counterfeit disposition
Can’t be good for my health
So many different faces
Depending on the different phases
My personality changes
I’m a chameleon
There’s more than one dimension
I can fool you and attract attention
Camouflage my nature
Let me demonstrate…
Makeup’s all off
Who am I?
Magic’s in the makeup
Who am I?
If you bore me them I’m comfortable
If you interest me I’m scared
My attraction paralyzes me
No courage to show my true colors that exist
But I want to be the real thing
But if you catch my eye can’t be authentic
The one’s I loath are the one’s that know me the best
My makeup’s all off
Who am I?
The magic’s in the makeup
Who am I?
The makeup’s all off
Who am I?
If magic’s in the makeup
Then who am I?
Magic’s in the makeup
But I want to be the real thing
But the magic’s in the makeup
And I want to be the real thing
My makeup’s all off
Who am I?
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if i told you this was killing me would you stop?
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sick satsifaction accomplished.. well over... :-D
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| kiss the rain... |
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you sound so close, but it feels like you're so far.
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