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here are some great words by great people:
". . this is how we multiply, pity that it's not my wife, the friction and skin, her trembling sigh. this is how our bodies move, with everything that we could lose. push it and it's deeper still, the sheets and the sweat, the seed and the spill, the bitter pill yet undiscovered. gideon is in the droor, clothes scattered on the floor, she's arching her back, she screams for more, we've gone too far, we've turned too much, we have to quit it. just one more touch, just one more kiss, please ten more minutes. this feels so good, just barely moving, our bodies working to reach the goal . ." -Pedro the Lion
". . .wear the grudge like a crown of negativity, calculate what you will or will not tolerate, desperate to control all and everything, unable to forgive your scarlet letterman. clutch it like a cornerstone. otherwise it all comes down.
Justify denials and grip 'em to the lonesome end.
Clutch it like a cornerstone. Otherwise it all comes down.
Terrified of being wrong. Ultimatum prison cell. . . " -Tool
". . .i dont know east texas, from louisiana, and i don't know alabama, or where atlanta lies, or where atlanta is tonight. and indianapoilis summers, and parking, recreation pools, carsick vacations, or size 11, am i going to heaven? shoes. and i don't know god, and i don't know anyone, and i don't know god, and i don't know if anything at all will be alright. i got my hands on the one hand, but i don't know where to put them. . ."-The Promise Ring
". . .all around, i see you're under my skin. cruel to say i've known the best of my life. never again to hear the rivers song so clear. every day's another scene, the world around and everything for you. an open door, a cauldron of the waves rush in through every house, for all. deep in the ocean, there lies a wave for you. . when you hit the ground it's hard to speak, but it's who you are, a shining star, go, tell the millions, begin. we'll run through the fields the turning of wheels, down with the buildings, wade to your shoulders, climb through the wasteland, wait for the sky to remind you... these things are true. . ."-Sunny Day Real Estate
". . .pushing through the market square. so many mothers sighing. news had just come over, we had five years left to cry in. news guy wept and told us, earth was really dying, he cried so much his face was wet. then i knew he was not lying. i heard telephone, opera house, favorite melody. i saw boys, toys, electric lights, and t.v.'s. my brain hurt like a warehouse it had no room to spare. i had to cram so many things to store, everything in there. and all the fat skinny people, and all the tall short people, and all the nobody people, and all the somebody people. i never thought i'd need so many people. . ."-David Bowie
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