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May. 14th, 2009 | 11:06 pm


Camel Brand Cigarettes. JagerBombs. Dancing on tables. Anticipation. Home-grown lettuce. Letters. Midnight Eyes. Black Sambuca. Shisha. Thousand Island Dressing. Geeking. Costumes.


Broken Keyboard. Lack of Guitar. Missing her.

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Apr. 25th, 2009 | 03:35 pm

Mixed signals flashing red and green to my eyes
I can't make head nor tails of this
Let it be me
Let it be me
Let it be me

I'm so sick of the knockbacks
and i need you like a hole in the head
but a whole of a heart is something desirable

search the lost and founds
for this soul that's broken and battered
adopt that misplaced stray.
because we return more love than any other

this generation that love being in love
instead of loving
will be its own destruction in the end.

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Apr. 10th, 2009 | 10:30 pm

I love to feel the burn at the back of my throat
(like hitting that high note and holding it till you crack)

My voice has never sounded so good,
and my head only spins like this when i'm in love

i think i'm in love with this rush.

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Apr. 9th, 2009 | 05:56 pm

I love this.


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Mar. 31st, 2009 | 11:59 pm

I like tattoos of Dinosaurs and Cupcakes. But not separately.
I don't regret. Much.
"Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, if my happiness could have talked it would have filled that hotel with a deafening roar."
I make mistakes. I don't often learn from them.
I think I was a geisha in a previous life. But maybe I just crave the exotic.

I mix up the chord pattern and I harmonise the melody,
And see where that rainbow leads.

I am Me. I am You.

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