Turn Those Clapping Hands into Angry Balled Fists
Sleep on pillows made IN Singapore
Wrapped in comforters
Sweatin through sheets
Drinkin coffee in the morning
Floatin on Airplanes across the vast seas
And your house is made of wood
Central air, central heat
You got your furniture on particle board
Your doors are locked for, for safety
And your walkin around in shoes
Pants of denim, a black cotton sweatshirt
And you do what you do
because doing, you start to form a habit
And you drink all night long
And you sleep through the morning
And if something doesn't break
I'm just gonna go, go fucking insane
And you sweep up the floor when its dirty
You do the dishes, when the sinks full
And when the refridgerators empty
well its time its time its time, its time to go the store
You put your books on a shelf
Clothes arranged in the closet
You hang the things on the wall that you dont wanna be so easily forgotten
I hate these songs
I hate the words
That the singer is singin to me
I hate this melody
I hate this stupid fucking drum beat
But I'm not gonna tell anyone
What I'm really thinking about
Keep the conversations on the surface
Just keep on smiling
Just keep on saying
Everythings gonna be alright
Its gonna be alright
Alright
hey people how are you guys. i didn't go to my second class today cause my tummy hurt all well. i went to a art thing on fryday i don't know if they have them any where else but it's called first fryday its awsome.
the coolist thing about the night was i went into a music shop and the owner was waching me play bass and he told me that i was a prodagy
i got really happy he also showed me a 6 string bass that he had in the back. it was a good night.
i saw bri over the weekend she confuses me to no end.
when i see her i'm filled with joy but when i talk to her it just seems that there is no hope for us. she says a lot of upseting stuff so i just try not to think of it.
i found a sigh that said girl scout cookies zone so i put it on my wall.
that about it with me i'll talk to you latter mt tea is geting cold
Sleep on pillows made IN Singapore
Wrapped in comforters
Sweatin through sheets
Drinkin coffee in the morning
Floatin on Airplanes across the vast seas
And your house is made of wood
Central air, central heat
You got your furniture on particle board
Your doors are locked for, for safety
And your walkin around in shoes
Pants of denim, a black cotton sweatshirt
And you do what you do
because doing, you start to form a habit
And you drink all night long
And you sleep through the morning
And if something doesn't break
I'm just gonna go, go fucking insane
And you sweep up the floor when its dirty
You do the dishes, when the sinks full
And when the refridgerators empty
well its time its time its time, its time to go the store
You put your books on a shelf
Clothes arranged in the closet
You hang the things on the wall that you dont wanna be so easily forgotten
I hate these songs
I hate the words
That the singer is singin to me
I hate this melody
I hate this stupid fucking drum beat
But I'm not gonna tell anyone
What I'm really thinking about
Keep the conversations on the surface
Just keep on smiling
Just keep on saying
Everythings gonna be alright
Its gonna be alright
Alright
hey people how are you guys. i didn't go to my second class today cause my tummy hurt all well. i went to a art thing on fryday i don't know if they have them any where else but it's called first fryday its awsome.
the coolist thing about the night was i went into a music shop and the owner was waching me play bass and he told me that i was a prodagy
i got really happy he also showed me a 6 string bass that he had in the back. it was a good night.
i saw bri over the weekend she confuses me to no end.
when i see her i'm filled with joy but when i talk to her it just seems that there is no hope for us. she says a lot of upseting stuff so i just try not to think of it.
i found a sigh that said girl scout cookies zone so i put it on my wall.
that about it with me i'll talk to you latter mt tea is geting cold
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jamielee:
I'm washing it two times a day and soaking it two times a day.
laceyglove:
glad to know others out there like the human mind. have you ever read Stiff? It's a great book about the human cadaver. Not so much psychology but interesting none the less.