I Really Don't Want to Live in This Skin
Dear Lord, today SUCKED.
Sometimes you can't turn your music up loud enough. I feel like bursting my ear drums.
posted by C @ 18:20
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Where Ironic Comes to Die
worms are the words but joy's the voice/ down shall go which and up come who/ breasts will be breasts thighs will be thighs/ deeds cannot dream what dreams can do/ time is a tree (this life one leaf)/ but love is the sky and i am for you/ just so long and long enough
Tuesday, October 11, 2005
Sometimes you can't turn your music up loud enough. I feel like bursting my ear drums.
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1 Comments:
maybe this music will be more soothing:
www.myspace.com/inkdrop
http://www.tonewheel.org/martincrane/
http://www.thepressplay.com/
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