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Friday, September 03, 2004

im an impertinent son
a bade spelerr
a non existant religious person
a terrible student
a lousy brother
a fat bus turd
a horrible friend
a cold joker
a fu................

whats my life full of? full of sorries and pardon me's. full of apologies and make ups. when will the day come that i can just live with my dog, frudo and feed it my leftover tea bags. we can live hapilly ever after beside the sea on a empty apartment. use cigarette ends for my roll ups. though i dont smoke, maybe my dog will. steal a couple of tomatos from the store. take a stroll through the park and laugh because i accidentally stepped in poo poo. go home and sew the holes in my jacket. sleep on the couch which has no cover and watch a television that has no colour or reception. back to reality. "SLEEP NOW LA. YOU MUST WAKE UP at 5.30 RIGHT? THINK WHAT IM GOING TO WAKE YOU UP?"... yes mum im sorry...

the only reason to make life worth living is



James Barr at 8:51 AM

your lipstick, his collar

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If I could open my arms, And span the length of the isle of Manhattan, I'd bring it to where you are, Making a lake of the East River and Hudson. And if I could open my mouth, Wide enough for a marching band to march out, They would make your name sing, And bend through alleys and bounce off other buildings. I wish we could open our eyes, To see in all directions at the same time. Oh what a beautiful view, If you were never aware of what was around you. And it is true what you said, That I live like a hermit in my own head. But when the sun shines again, I'll pull the curtains and blinds to let the light in. Sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole. Just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound. But while you debate half empty or half full, It slowly rises, your love is gonna drown. (4x) Your love is gonna drown. (4x) Your love is gonna...



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