excuse me if i'm bleeding
i'm seeing how it feels to be dying
its not in the sense
that i'm depressed
its just something i've thought worth trying
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I has musics
About Me, yo
- Shaggy
- I'm just a guy who likes to write. Hope you find something interesting here to read. If you don't, tell me why. If I like you enough I might write you something
It's science
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- Hitchiker's Guide To The Galaxy
- Alice!
- Good friend here. Yes, she's a gangsta. Yes she will shoot you in the face.
- This girl writes fun things. She shouldn't be allowed to drink caffeine.
- Something for Jerrad I guess? Fun stuff to read anyway.
- Gamefaqs. Fo Sho
- Sceintific American. Fun stuff
- MSNBC News, yo. Good stuff
- I like lyrics...
- TBS
- Like Coheed and Cambria?
- Alice!
Webcomics I like. (Or, read these instead of working)
Take me, take me back to your bed
I love you so much that it hurts my head
you say I don't mind you under my skin
I'll let the bad parts in, the bad parts in
When we were made we were set apart
But life is a test and I get bad marks
Now some saint got the job of writing down my sins
And now the storm is coming
The storm is coming in
You're my favorite bird and when you sing
I really do wish that you'd wear my ring
No matter what they say I am still the king
Now the storm is coming, the storm is coming in
I love you so much that it hurts my head
you say I don't mind you under my skin
I'll let the bad parts in, the bad parts in
When we were made we were set apart
But life is a test and I get bad marks
Now some saint got the job of writing down my sins
And now the storm is coming
The storm is coming in
You're my favorite bird and when you sing
I really do wish that you'd wear my ring
No matter what they say I am still the king
Now the storm is coming, the storm is coming in
We found a big house, and moved all of my stuff in
and most of your stuff in.
and honey, I was proud of it. And honey, I was proud of you.
So here's what we're gonna do
when it's convenient
because you don't have the sense
and you don't have the sense
to talk this through to dawn
and you're walking out the door.
But I loved you.
1 comment:
"Trouble by the darkside, young Skywalker has become."
Have a lovely day!
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