Friday, May 8, 2009
Literally...
I think that the best meaning of the word "literal" is something that is actual. You can use it in the sense of meaning the exact truth in a certain circumstances. When you say literally, you are not exaggerating. If something is literal it is the complete thought in the perfectly explained by that thought. I use "literally" when i want to get my point across. When something is needed to be explained in a perfect manner, people will say literally to show exactly what they mean.
Friday, April 3, 2009
whip arounddd
Her eyes, green. Make the heart a tight knot. Your so hot. The right boy, your perfect. Ill find my way to remember that night. Now or never you say to me.Afraid of living? Things will change. Memories fade, flashback.
Friday, March 27, 2009
life as a shoe
In my eyes, life as a shoe is quite a hassle. Being schlepped around from the closet, to the streets, to their family gathering, back to the house, then out again, out to the local grocery, all the way to the train station, through the train, off the train, over to the office buildings, back to the train station, off the train again, and back to where i started, the closet. What a day. Shoes have such a short life span. I'm sure that ill be like all the other shoes where the routine goes on everyday for about a year until i get thrown in the trash or some one tries to sell me at a neighborhood yard sale. "Its a hard know life for us." These days seem so long. Everything around me feels dirty. People should stop putting all their garbage on the ground. Between the gum, bags, cigarette buds, old food, and even the animal droppings that make my "bottom half" filthy. People even step on me sometimes. I hate it when my other half, my twin Lefty, is used to get me off their foot. Stepping on me, pulling me, trying to just slip me off rather than just sitting down and using their hands. do they know what we have to go through everyday? i really dont think they do. Shoes should be treated with more respect. its hard to go all day on the smelly feet of some person that you know nothing about. i mean i guess they chose me, a smaller, laced, pretty shoe with the nice plum color with the scattered gold coloring. i mean can you blame them? Most people buy shoes based on their style and personality. the way im designed makes all the other shoes jealous. dont be haten on my style.
Thursday, March 5, 2009
song lyrics, ex-girlfriend, murder
Hurtful words,
From my enemies of the last five years,
What's it like to die alone?
How does it feel when tears freeze,
When you cry?
The blood in your veins is twenty below.
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,
Something I cannot forget.
So for now, take this down a notch,
Crash my car through your window,
Make sure you're still alive,
Just in time to kill you,
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,
Something I cannot forget.
I can't take this (take) anymore
I can't take this (take) anymore
I can't take this (take) anymore
(I cannot feel what you've done to me)
I can't take this (take) anymore
(What you've done to me)
So for now, take this down a notch,
Crash my car through your window,
(Window)
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,
Something I cannot forget.
From my enemies of the last five years,
What's it like to die alone?
How does it feel when tears freeze,
When you cry?
The blood in your veins is twenty below.
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,
Something I cannot forget.
So for now, take this down a notch,
Crash my car through your window,
Make sure you're still alive,
Just in time to kill you,
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,
Something I cannot forget.
I can't take this (take) anymore
I can't take this (take) anymore
I can't take this (take) anymore
(I cannot feel what you've done to me)
I can't take this (take) anymore
(What you've done to me)
So for now, take this down a notch,
Crash my car through your window,
(Window)
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,
Something I cannot forget.
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