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It is I, Tammi. What needs to be done?
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In my fantasy I'm a pantomime I'll just move my hands and everyone sees what I mean Words are too messy And it's way past time To end in my mouth Paint my face white and tried Reinvent the sea One wave at a time Speak without my voice and see the world by candlelight I ain't afraid to let it out I'm not afraid to take that fall But I have found beyond all doubt We say more by saying nothing at all In my fantasy no such thing as time Minutes bleed into days Avant garde Show me your heresies And I'll show you mine We only speak in pantomimes on this carpet ride I ain't afraid to let it out I'm not afraid to take that fall But I have found beyond all doubt We say more by saying nothing at all In my fantasy you look good entwined In my hair and skin and spit and sweat and spilled red wine You're my deep secret I'm your pantomime I'll just move my hands I promise you'll see what I mean Incubus : Pantomime Shows!
Jimmie's Chicken Shack Virginia Beach, VA August 2001 Hoobastank, Incubus Norfolk, VA September 2001 Phantom Planet, Incubus Richmond, VA June 2002 30 Seconds to Mars, Incubus Virginia Beach, VA September 2002 Jepetto, Jimmie's Chicken Shack Richmond, VA March 2003 Lollapalooza: The Distillers, The Donnas, Queens of the Stone Age, Jurassic 5, Incubus, Audioslave, Jane's Addiction Bristow, VA August 2003 Mest, Goldfinger, Good Charlotte Richmond, VA October 2003 Alien Ant Farm, 311 Richmond, VA November 2003 Y101 Birthday Bash: Steriogram, Marcy Playground, HIM, Puddle of Mudd Richmond, VA May 2004 Spooky Daly Pride, Jimmie's Chicken Shack Richmond, VA June 2004 Ben Kweiler, Incubus Richmond, VA October 2004 Copper, Jimmie's Chicken Shack Richmond, VA January 2005 Jimmie's Chicken Shack Virginia Beach, VA August 2005 Switchfoot Norfolk, VA November 2005 | I'm a Ghost. Monday. 8.22.05 9:20 pm The saying "Never frown because you never know who is falling in love with your smile" has never meant so little and has never seemed like such ludicrous in my life. I like to think I'm optimistic and I even admit to sometimes even being delusional because of it for periods of time. My smile? I used to think it said a lot. I have a smile for every event - simple and awkward - and every feeling. There is happy, disappointed, accomplished, failure, anxious, thoughtful, grateful, embarrassed, doubtful, and the list goes on. I wonder if arrogance is what makes me believe that these smiles are so easily distinguished from each other. Maybe not. I feel like I can read someone just by observing them for a few moments, even without a personal interaction. I wonder if anyone attempts this with me. I know for sure that my life story is burried way below the surface, but I wonder what the majority of people's first impression is of me. It's all in the eye of the beholder, but I also have to wonder if just my aura is even strong enough to make it beyond the eye and into the mind of perception. My stability was sufficient before my teen years. I don't believe I had a clue about who I was, but I feel as if I may have tried so hard to understand the way I work and operate that I'm not much more than a reprogrammable robot. I know that I can't go back to how I was before in the way I'd like because I'm too afraid that I may again become a mold of my surroundings. That is on top of the natural process of growing up and opening doors that you can't close that make this merely impossible. Unlearning. Sounds great, but is hard as a bitch to do. So what to do? My best guess is to just stop giving a fuck. Gee, if it were only that simple. Sometimes I feel like someone's test or lab rat in a maze and my anxiety has eaten my personality. I feel like I lie to people, but I know I'm not. I feel sure that people lie to me, too. Oh, deception. Falling in love with my smile, huh? Crock of shit. Knowing that my disappearance wouldn't change anyone's fate+ or destiny+ is more than a piss on my self-esteem. I like to think that I make a difference. I'm at the point where I wouldn't care much whether it was negatively or positively. I just want to know that I matter. * I still have issues with these words. 1 Comments. |
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