It would apperar that my vocaublary and intent have deteriorated and all that is good is in the past the computer only holds a view of monotony from a far too bright LCD, perfect for movies and motion yet useable for text but the latter generates far less interest.
my song for the year even though it is an old song ... "Happiness is a Warm Gun"
Whether you don't want to see me or do not wish to be seen,
Everytime I miss you it tastes like Tequila.
So I like this, sue me .... listen to Gym Class Heroes' - Cupid Chokehold it is cool stuff, the video is irie too.
There are only a few things that make me laugh so hard, and smile because it sounds soo familiar (love, uncomfortable situational poetry, and being clumsy)Artist: Gym Class Heroes
Album: As Cruel As School Children
Title: Lunch: Sloppy Love Jingle
[Roll Sloppy Love Jingle Sequence 1. Action!]
Bartender!
“Yeah I hear your wise ass, give me a minute.”
I’m trying to get this round over here.
“What do you think I’m just working for you here?”
Actually, will you, will you send a drink, to the lady at the end of the bar? Yeah that one right there.
“Here you are man.”
Yeah, yeah. It’s on me. Tell her it’s from Travie.
“It’s from this guy over here.”
From the second she shimmied in
I was intrigued by her essence
And my first instincts to make sure that my presence was felt
Simple and plain
I’m probably jumping the train
But all I could see was my name engraved on her belt
Hit the pause button
Damn!
I don’t even know this girl
And I’m already practicing my sweet-nothins
But that’s a classic trait of a soft-spoken, heart-broken, fellow like my self best believe (pussy)
I tend to wear my heart on my sleeve
But that night the Jagermeister had my sleeves rolled up
Wait a minute, hold up
I think she caught me grillin’ now I’m spillin’ my drink (don’t look don’t look)
I knew our feelings were in sync so now she gave me the wink
The only problem is, I’m not your ordinary, average Romeo
A Cyrano de Bergerac (shut the f**k up)
In fact, I remember back in fifth grade
I tried to read the book of love, but sadly
The introduction didn’t grab me
So I left it on the shelf and kept moving
Assuming that this planet rotates
I’ll just procrastinate until the day I bump into my soulmate
Who would’ve thunk I would be pissy ass drunk when time came for collision
So I made the decision to just keep my composure (cool cool)
Until she started getting closer
And then I felt this weird feeling underneath my left shoulder, and then I
Slipped, tripped, busted my lip and fell in love
The minute that she stepped in the door
The type of girl I’d have to make a couple mix tapes for
To me she equaled MC squared and everything else was mathematics
I never took the time to practice
There is something terribly wrong with me and all I can do is smile at you for being there even if you will never know how much you mean to me, and keeping you to be my escape from myself, and hating myself more because I cannot fight myself, and resisting you because you want more than I can give
without being free of my patient duality.
Ok so I really don't expect anyone to read anything into this I just got
words and a tune stuck in my head so I wrote a silly little song with my own
*tone notations*, really don't ask me to sing it I'm sure i'll forget how it
goes by morning.
Title: Inward lies the void
Lyrics:
don't tell the lie if you don't know the words,
speaking to her this morning I said everything was fine.
She said i blink everytime I tell her lies.
*1* Even my words condemn me to this fate.
*4* iiiii..........
*-1* won't stutter.
*3* Music can't begin to fill my frosted sweeeeeetheart....
I made up the words just to tell her I was sorry,
but I couldn't find the key to make myself less empty.
I am a shell that I fill with many silly tricks,
*4* and iiiii......
*-1* can't the words to lie
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@Benko 2006
"the fruit is red, sweet to taste, biten by the blush of happiness"
So you know someone in particular has me smiling these days and she won't like it if I am smiling too much at any other ladies so I am saving my best one for her alone.
I think love is like traffic,
it is stop and go,burning my brakes,
seatbelt tugging tightly on my chest..
My head bouncing back and forth as the car jerks to a halt...
Then I have to make up the space while the other drivers are honking at me
from behind,
I just want to pull aside until the road is clear,
but I know there will be traffic lights and cars all the time,
and waiting will not get me there any sooner...
I miss you soo much sometimes,
Like the sweetest rose with thorns,
I can only appreciate your beauty if I do not hold you too tightly,
Either way I bleed.
my dearest friend for the longest while,
I love you with a half my heart,
the other half I keep for my soul,
part for myself and whoever shares my world,
the half I give you I know will be safe,
for when the world grows dark and my other half breaks
When I was young, as I gazed at the sky, I believed that the moving clouds
were how we percieved the world turning. As I grew older I begun to
understand that the winds could blow in any direction and clouds moved with
the will of the wind.
Noo not the blog, just "freedom" in general
Too busy these days to take a moment to be as serious as I want to be, if I
put soo much thought behind the simple words that I say. Needless to say I
wish I had more time to think first, hence my quote for the week; "there is
no such thing as a perfect time for shit to happen"
I often realize my mistakes immediately after making the biggest ones, those
that take awhile to sink in usually nag me the most. Would it be soo easy to
do it all again because I have changed many times from my sheltered
perspective to embrace the single point of light in an otherwise
claustrophobic shell I hide behind with a smile painted on the outside.
Admission: I believe I am fatalistic, and really hate myself because I
understand why and how to get out of it but know I may never escape it!
Got to make the most of this year folks
*** very tiny small print < I really do love you, yes I do, thank you soo
much for making my life special >
Just One Of Those Days - Sizzla
ahh oooh im missing you missing you
Dry cry even tears
even my heart cried but who cares
who's fault no one but myself
things do happen words can't explain
its only human reasoning, joy mixed with pain
people would spend time just for us to separate
they dont want to see us reach nowhere
oh girl, and you know I care
Why does it have to be this way
cant tell you go cant tell you to stay
just one of those days, just one of those days
Am i too humble or ignorant
we begun to fight nothing seems important
Oh, my girl have left me and gone
doesnt want to see her in another arm
the essense of her beauty and her charm,
the perfume still lingers, oh damn,
remember girl where we coming from oh,
I'm the one to whom you belong oh yea
Girl you keep me sprung,
you and you alone no other one
why does it have to be this way,
cant tell you to go, cant tell you to stay
just one of those days, just one of those days
keep looking to see her at my gate
listening to hear the phone ring by the fire place
now somewhere out there is my girl
now where can I find her in this world
still not gonna break down nor be sad
even though I'm stressed out,
fed up and feeling mad
I just cant do without her,
Oh Jah, still a man gotta try
Why does it have to be this way,
cant tell her go cant tell her to stay,
just one of those days just one of those days
Is this happening for real,
only if you know the vibes what I feel
still trying to do my best,
and i still wont lose my interest
my girl i love you so,
really hurt to see you go
Why does it have to be this way,
cant tell you go cant tell you stay,
just one of those days, just one of those days
Dry cry even tears
even my heart cried but who cares
who's fault no one but myself
things do happen words can't explain
its only human reasoning, joy mixed with pain
people would spend time just for us to separate
they dont want to see us reach nowhere
oh girl, and you know I care
Why does it have to be this way
cant tell her go cant tell her to stay
just one of those days, just one of those days
