from my keyboard.

Saturday, September 09, 2006

yezs.

oh boy.fucken drunk.sigh.
i lost a 10 dollar note.hmpf.
ladeedadee.
i miss you.

Friday, September 08, 2006

mr.brightside.

Coming out of my cage 
And I've been doing just fine
Gotta gotta be down
Because I want it all
It started out with a kiss
How did it end up like this?
It was only a kiss
It was only a kiss
Now I'm falling asleep 
And she's calling a cab
While he's having a smoke
And she's taking the drag
Now they're going to bed 
And my stomach is sick
And it's all in my head
But she's touching his chest now
He takes off her dress now 
Let me go

And I just can't look
It's killing me

And taking control
Jealousy 
Turning saints into the sea
Turning through sick lullaby
Joking on your alibi
But it's just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes

I'm Mr. Brightside
- "Mr Brightside", The Killers

Thursday, September 07, 2006

wuss.

so tired.so tired.so tired.this sounds so much like a whine.so tired.so tired.my eyes are tired.so tired.so tired.ok im embarrassing myself.

Sunday, September 03, 2006

showcase.

come come!
come hither folks!
see the broken man!
oh see his snipped wings!
see his frown!
gawk.gawk.gawk gentleman and ladies!
see how he bleeds!
it looks like Art yes?no?yes?
that's his fate on his dirty palms!
yes yes he's got fractured arms!
come come!come gentleman and ladies
come watch how he weeps!

zen.

its sunday.didnt do much last night.i cant remember when was the last time i "did something last night".grin.