listening to: JNC - Restricted
back to an empty life void, with a phone that doesn't ring with requests from familiar voices "come out tonight." back to a messy bedroom where the contents of the dresser are scattered across the floor, where the bass from the speaker reminds me that i can still feel. back to papers of years ago littered underneath desks and on top of desks and on the floor and everywhere... back home to the comfort of home and the smell of home and the lovely feeling of home.

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I could have died with you.

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Bury me standing under your window with the cinder block in hand
Yeah cause no one will ever feel like this again
And if I could move I'm sure it would only be to crawl back to you
I must have dragged my guts a block... they were gone by the time we (talked)...

[Chorus: x2]
WooOoOo, I want to hate you half as much as I hate myself
But you know that I could crush you with my voice

Stood on my roof and tried to see you forgetting about me
Hide the details I don't want to know a thing

I hate the way you say my name like it's something secret
My pen is the barrel of the gun. Remind me which side you should be on

[Chorus]

Stood on my roof and tried to see you forgetting about me
Hide the details I don't want to know a thing

I wish that I was as invisible as you make me feel [x2]

(WooOoOo, I want to hate you half as much as I hate my) [x2]

[Chorus]


i dedicate these songs to the one and only ....

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my heart is on my sleeve
wear it like a bruise or blackeye
my badge, my witness
that means that i believed
every single lie you said

cause every pane of glass that your pebbles tap negates the pains i went through to avoid you
and every little pat on the shoulder for attention fails to mention i still hate you

but there's a light on in chicago
and i know i should be home
all the colors of the street signs..
they remind me of the pickup truck out in front of your neighbor's house

she took me down and said:
"boy's like you are overrated. so save your breath."
loaded words and loaded friends
are loaded guns to our heads

cause every pane of glass that your pebbles tap negates the pains i went through to avoid you
and every little pat on the shoulder for attention fails to mention i still hate you

but there's a light on in chicago
and i know i should be home
all the colors of the street signs..
they remind me of the pickup truck out in front of your neighbor's house

you want apologies
girl, you might hold your breath
until your breathing stops forever, forever
the only thing you'll get
is this curse on your lips:
i hope they taste of me forever

but there's a light on in chicago
and i know i should be home
all the colors of the street signs..
they remind me of the pickup truck out in front of your neighbor's

with every breath i wish your body will be broken again

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Do you recall it's name as it suggested beck and call. This face and heel will drag your halo through the mud. Ash of pompei erupting in a statues dust, shrouded in veils because these handcuffs hurt to much. Scalpeing these ticketless applause and when they drag the lake there is nothing left at all. Seutured contusion, beyond the anthills of the dawning of this plague, said "I've lost my way," even if this cul de sac would pay to reach inside a vault whatever be the cost. Sterling clear blackend ice, and when they drag the lake there's nothing left at all.

I've defected.

Seutuerd contusion, beyond the anthills of the dawning of this plague. Said, "I've lost my way," even if this cul de sac did pay to reach inside a vault. Whatever be the cost. Sterling clear blackend ice. When they drag the lake theres nothing left at all.

I've defected.

This is my last insicion. The stitches have defected. Drag me a vessel, coveting all you know see and hear. This is my last incision. The stitches have fallen off. Sterling clear blackened ice, and when they drag they lake theres nothing left at all.

I've defected

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listening to: death cab for cutie - sleep spent



overall the weekend was good. nothing to do but i bought unreal tournament 200 4 and i've een having much fun with that. a trip to the mall and a new pare of shoes that i love every time i look at them. what else... i bought some new headphones because i broke my other ones while i was asleep. my old ones ended up coming off while sleeping and i happened to roll onto them, breaking off one of the ear pieces. OOpss!! hehe.

anyways, i was supposed to go to new orleans next weekend. i don't think i'll be abled to take the two days i need off because this is my first week to be working full time. plus, the john mayer concert is on saturday and i'm looking forward to going. especially if i can talk a certain someone into going with me. it would be too much fun.

i really wish i didn't have to go to work tomorrow. the weekend has been long and great and it would be a shame to end it now. most of this ost was done with my head on the desk because i'm really tired and the monitor is really bright. other than that, i'm going to finish listening to the photo album before i finally call it a night. i'm pretty sure i agreed to working eight to seven tomorrow and i should be sleeping for i because i'm tired now and i have a long day ahead of me.

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