Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket

Sunday, July 10, 2005

the clocks running down
the teams loosing ground
to the opposing defense.

well im sure everyone'll be back blogging about how the catholic retreat didnt really work for them. well for me anyways. i just felt it was done at a time when everyone was just worrying about mid years and school and everything else. i dont know what made last years retreat so special but it really was one of a kind. apart from schreaming lechelle and cherub cherub, getting wax poured on my knee (s and m) style, my faith level still remains in the god is a word region. a powerful word at that. oh well its 11pm. history essay due tomor. doesnt look like im going to get it done. not like this is unfamiliar territory to me. sorry world! its gods fault!

people are hypocrites! lets love the animals. but wait what about reproduction...
here kitty kitty kitty.

James Barr at 8:03 AM

your lipstick, his collar

Sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting i am james, you are stranger.. lets make love. 13/f/sg millionsopeaches@hotmail

Just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound

But while you debate half empty or half full,

Website Counters

It slowly rises, your love is gonna drown

Powered by Blogger

Image hosted by Photobucket.comImage hosted by Photobucket.comImage hosted by Photobucket.com Image hosted by Photobucket.comImage hosted by Photobucket.comImage hosted by Photobucket.com Image hosted by Photobucket.comImage hosted by Photobucket.comImage hosted by Photobucket.comImage hosted by Photobucket.comImage hosted by Photobucket.comImage hosted by Photobucket.com Image hosted by Photobucket.comImage hosted by Photobucket.comImage hosted by Photobucket.com Image hosted by Photobucket.comImage hosted by Photobucket.comImage hosted by Photobucket.com


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...



designer
blogskins
blogger
Get awesome blog templates like this one from BlogSkins.com