dear rose, get the fuck out of my head |
Truly, madly don't you know I hardly sleep anymore Again it's after four I go slightly crazy nightly Thinking of how to win your love But the best I can do is dream of youlalalalala lalalala
Posted by on Mon, 15 Oct 2007 11:54:00 GMT |
working man blues |
Well, I've gotta brand new pair of roller skates You got a brand new key I think that we should get together And try them out ya see I've been lookin' around a while You got somethin' for me Oh, I got...
Posted by on Sun, 16 Sep 2007 21:34:00 GMT |
Then suddenly I got that old time feeling |
Tonight I'm drinking whiskey, listening to Hank Williams and reading Moby Dick. Yeah I'm fucking crying, deal with it. I'm living my life, and no mater how hard I fuck it up it's mine and I'll l...
Posted by on Tue, 07 Aug 2007 19:43:00 GMT |
i wish |
I wish that my cat chloe would let me hold her and cuddle her in my arms.
Posted by on Thu, 02 Aug 2007 20:11:00 GMT |
someday |
I would like to own beehives. Living in an airstream trailer in the mountains and have barefoot brats running around the vegtable patch sounds very tempting right now.
Posted by on Sat, 21 Jul 2007 20:07:00 GMT |
we'd sit on the wall, following the sun talking about the red sox |
My Memories of Mr. Butch are of him sitting outside my apt. on Parkvale with his transistor radio listeng to the sox play. I'd come out and talk to him about the Pedro or who ever, sit for a few...
Posted by on Thu, 12 Jul 2007 19:09:00 GMT |
memory |
Yeah so I'm serriously loosing the ability to remeber things, I'm having problems remember conversations, and I'm getting the days of the week all messed up. Fuck I'm really freaking the fuck ou...
Posted by on Thu, 14 Jun 2007 08:04:00 GMT |
you can come visit me at work |
go to Recyle-A-Bicycle and click on the staff calendar at the bottom of the page, it will tell you which shop I'm working in and when...
Posted by on Mon, 28 May 2007 20:59:00 GMT |
sprezzaturally |
word for the day "sprezzaturally" It is an art which does not seem to be an art. One must avoid affectation and practice in all things a certain sprezzatura, disdain or carelessness, so as to conceal...
Posted by on Mon, 28 May 2007 17:50:00 GMT |
hey friends, be carefull outhere |
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Posted by on Thu, 24 May 2007 07:24:00 GMT |
