I ponder of something great.
My lungs will fill and then deflate.
They fill with fire;
Exhale desire.
I know it's dire:
My time today

I have these thoughts
So often, I ought
To replace that slot
With what I once bought
'Cause somebody stole
My car radio
And now I just sit in silence.

Sometimes quiet is violent...
I find it hard to...
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maggie_fracture:
Such a perfect song ❤️

He drives a $90,000 Jaguar to work everyday
He put his wife and kids in the zoo, because he had nothing left to do
Nothing left to do
Oh, Boohoo, Boohoohoo
He bought a ticket for Heaven, but it expired in June
The gun went off, but it was never on
The trigger to the finger, the finger to the trigger
One eye took...
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Run, whirlwind, run...
Further and further away
Into the sun.
In twenty minutes
Everyone will remember you when you're gone.

But your heart is a stone

Buried underneath your pretty clothes...

Don't you know people write songs about girls like you?

What will you do when something stops you?
What will you say to the world?
What will you be when it all...
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Fairy lights and muslin drapes,
the eyes that see us are sleeping.
Bottle of whiskey, bottle of wine,
both from which we are drinking.
Dahlias in December, Chrysanthemums in June,
in a town that can't remember,
from dusk to dawn, my love was gone.

Between the veil of darkness and light,
the sweet and sorrowful hour
that separates morning and night,
I roll you...
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So, I have these two things that recently happened, either of which could be a totally entertaining separate blog entry, but I'll give you both because my short-term memory is total shyte, and this shit needs to be documented because it's legit.

1. I'm on an airplane to Medellín, Colombia. I'm exhausted, having stayed up for almost 48 hours; I was...
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supernovice:
@adelina  Baa baaa ba banana....  Baa baaa ba bananaa.....
vind:
Loved reading that. Surprising.

Y si te parece que yo estoy enamorado tuyo,
eso es un invento, intuyo, no des crédito a murmullos.
Porque casi nunca llamo para decir que te amo,
y más de una vez lo hice a un numero equivocado.
Casi nunca nadie dice que yo estoy enamorado tuyo.

Raramente desespero por tenerte aquí a mi lado,
y eso no significa que tenga un significado.
Si...
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adelina:
I have no idea what this says. I will imagine it is a love song... <3
supernovice:
@adelina  It's not really.  It's more of a lesson in irony.  Dude is trying to say how much he isn't obsessed with the chick, but by saying so, it kinda makes it so.  I dunno.  I'm complicated.

At the bottom of the earth i had to fall
But you really caught me.
You really caught me, Dear
At the bottom where i'd fallen.

And slowly, Dear, I ask that you dance with me,
Here with the shades down;
Lights off.

When i didn't know you,
And everything i do,
Done badly.

Now, i'll love you always
Even when i...
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The rapper Young Jeezy has a line in one of his songs: My house stupid dumb big! My rooms got rooms!!!

No, Jeezy. Those aren't rooms. Those are closets... Your rooms don't have 2 other tiny little rooms with really weird sleeping arrangements inspired by the Japanese.

He'd make a horrible real estate agent. "And over here we have a 32 bedroom...
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adelina:
Holy hell. Thanks for this entry. You've injected much needed humor in my day. Was your ex a half-squirrel?
supernovice:
@adelina  You're welcome Madame.  Can squirrels be sociopaths?  Hmmm..

So, I'm absentmindedly watching a "reality" show while answering emails--certainly not like any fucking "reality" I've ever experienced. I won't tell you which one because it's totally emasculating and by pure, honest, circumstance; but what caught my attention was how the producers blurred out people's faces who were inadvertently photographed in public while making the show. I get it--it's...
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adelina:
Ahh yes. I'll grrrr with you. Let's take it seriously or let's not! No lukewarm shit. ;-) 

Que está cansado que le digan lo que debe hacer

Que cualquier desgraciado liga más que el

Que se hartó de ver incómodo e impávido

Que la fila de al lado siempre se mueva más rápido

Que su jefe tiene más antojos que una diva

Que viaja al Soho y él con el desalojo arriba

Que no renunciaría, pero si le daría

Un par de...
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And, you don't know what you're doin'
When you turn and act tough
You don't know what it's like
To be me when your eyes light up

And, you don't know what you're doin'
You can only "play hurt" so much
When you're calling me all about "him"
And I can't hang up

And, you don't...
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