my anger and hurt - when you offer help or an ear or kindness...with no expectation of anything in return......just to be good and help the other in need...from something small to something large...and you are accused of being weird or stange or crazy or a stalker....or of having ulterior motives...just for trying to be nice....for having a kind thought.....an innocent motive...for trying to help.....and you get crucified for it....this is why I believe the world has passed me by at times....sorry....I have to apologize to the world for being good..
the term "sucks ass" - doesn't this get a bad rap......I mean, in a healthy, clean sexual relationship can't the term "sucks ass" be a good thing?
I hate MONEY...I hate when I don't have it and I need it.....I hate when I have it and spend it wrong....I hate not being able to give it away...I hate the desire to have so many things around me that require it...the selfish thoughts......
another song...sing aloud with me now (it's fun)
Who dries your eyes when you cry real tears?
Who knows or cares what an imitation is?
Only you do
You can paint his nails
Make him wear high heels
Why waste time altering the hemline
Or do you?
Tear off your own head
Tear off your own head
It's a doll revolution
You can bat your lashes
You can cut your strings
You can pull out his hair with your moveable fingers
It looks so real
But one wont do it
So collect the set
Dress him up in pink ribbons
Put him in a kitchenette
How does this feel?
Tear off your own head
Tear off your own head
It's a doll revolution
You can pull and pinch him
Till he cries and squeals
You can twist his body till it faces backwards
Plastic features
You could make somebody a pretty little wife
But dont let anybody tell you how to live your life
Broken pieces
the term "sucks ass" - doesn't this get a bad rap......I mean, in a healthy, clean sexual relationship can't the term "sucks ass" be a good thing?
I hate MONEY...I hate when I don't have it and I need it.....I hate when I have it and spend it wrong....I hate not being able to give it away...I hate the desire to have so many things around me that require it...the selfish thoughts......
another song...sing aloud with me now (it's fun)
Who dries your eyes when you cry real tears?
Who knows or cares what an imitation is?
Only you do
You can paint his nails
Make him wear high heels
Why waste time altering the hemline
Or do you?
Tear off your own head
Tear off your own head
It's a doll revolution
You can bat your lashes
You can cut your strings
You can pull out his hair with your moveable fingers
It looks so real
But one wont do it
So collect the set
Dress him up in pink ribbons
Put him in a kitchenette
How does this feel?
Tear off your own head
Tear off your own head
It's a doll revolution
You can pull and pinch him
Till he cries and squeals
You can twist his body till it faces backwards
Plastic features
You could make somebody a pretty little wife
But dont let anybody tell you how to live your life
Broken pieces
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i have no family in atlanta.
never apologize for being good.
just be yourself.
those who get it will know.
those who don't can go eat a rotten egg.
you've been chattin' back and forth with my girlyfriend colette...isn't she great?
SGATL!
oh and what type of music does your band play?