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ohhh oh, burn all the candles out/ make a wish but not a aloud [Sep. 11th, 2005|09:30 pm]

Re-live the here and now
To see you now and then
I'm a revolving door
I've seen it all before
I will begin again
But I can't start until I've seen the end

I took a look around
I believe in hand me downs
The treasures that we found
When we were brand new

Now that we're old and worn
A little ripped and torn
One day we'll be re-born
One day I will meet you right back here
Once again
Stop me so I can begin

End over end
I'm circling

I'm feeling out of luck
Maybe I just feel too much
That old familiar touch
Will always sting my skin
The good in everyone
The ties we've left undone
The heart that moves your blood
All the things that bring me right back here
Once again
Stop me so I can begin

End over end
I'm circling

The Foo Fighters can sometimes be emo.

this community is stagnant!!! where is the angst!? COME ON PEOPLE, CRY FOR ME.
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Depression [Jan. 31st, 2005|07:21 pm]

Gawd why wont she just GO AWAY?
It makes me sad, seeing these people every day, i once felt joy around them.
Now its contempt.  Is it just me?
I wouldnt wish this curse on anyone.  Its grip is iron,
and talons long.  I feel lifted at first, raison d'etre restored.
A sudden flash and destiny occurs : "NO!"
Am I incapable of loving?  No, i love many.
But loving another as much as the one i found?
Why must this affect me?
If only i could be normal again, once like i never was.
eh he *gabber* excuse my bad poetry, feel free to let loose the stinker flags
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(no subject) [Jan. 6th, 2005|11:36 pm]

[mood |exanimateemo]

today was cruisng down the street in my six-four, just slapping the hoes,
and then the boys in the hood pulled me into their
black kidnapper van
and we all got drunk.
I fell in love with a man with a mask and a wedding ring, and
I can never have him.

I can never have him.

xx_toofuckingemo >>
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broken bottles and bloody razors. [Dec. 18th, 2004|12:57 am]

went shopping at hot topic again, they were out of my size in the bondage pants i wanted. makes me want to drown in a river of my own tears. i could probably lay face down in a bathtub and cry until it filled up. no one would care.
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Stage i: Status: and there was a sound much like breaking [Dec. 17th, 2004|09:52 pm]

testing 8, 7, 5, 1, 4...
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