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About Me

Well I love the sound when I smash the glass, if I get caught they're gonna kick my ass. My mommy's worried about the way I drink, my daddy can't deal with the way I think. They wake me up, tell me "get to work." I slam the door, say "shut up you jerk." I CAN'T WAIT 'TIL THE SHOW TONITE, WHEN I'M WITH MY FRIENDS EVERYTHING'S ALRIGHT... They're telling me, but I'm telling them. "I'LL DO IT MY WAY AND I'LL ALWAYS WIN." When the sun goes down I'm ready to play, It doesn't matter what anybody says!!!Well now who am I to say? If all I know is what I heard. With the things some people say. You can never be too sure. But who cares where you find comfort. I’m no one to deny anybody what they need, to take them through a night.Because who am I to say? -What you should do behind closed doors.Well now who am I to say? I’ve been troubled almost all my life. I took pleasure in such things, most wouldn’t entertain. Not at the darkest of times. So you take your pills and poison. Drink yourself to death. Give yourself away until you ain’t got nothing left. Because who am I to say that there’s anything wrong with that.Yeah, but why do you call at such hours every time. Saying I don’t need no money, I’ve just been thinking of you tonight. Oh, but who am I to say? Maybe you had good intentions at heart. Maybe you took truer aim and it was me who missed my mark. But for every word of anger, left unexplained, for every time that I turned you away. Who am I to say that it wasn’t for the better, boy? Who am I to say?~You can hate me for who I am all day long. But don't you ever dare love me for who I'm not.~
Concrete Blonde - Take me Home
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S0DCLt9NwFs
He Thinks He'll Keep Her - Mary Chapin Carpenter
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kbi9GgbiCZ0

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Who's gonna dry your big blue eyes day after day? Who's gonna jump when you say frog? Who's gonna bow and scrape? After I've gone away...?Who's gonna kiss ya? And who's gonna miss ya? Who's gonna hold to your hand? Who's gonna chop your kindlin' wood after I've made new plans? Hey, who's gonna be your one?Who's gonna bring you your breakfast in bed? Who's gonna whisper goodnight? Who's gonna keep you warm as toast on those cold winter nights?And who's gonna be your puppy dog when I'm a thing of the past? Hey, who's gonna mow your grass?Who's gonna bring you your breakfast in bed? Who's gonna whisper goodnight? Who's gonna keep you as warm as toast on those cold winter nights?And who's gonna be your puppy dog when I'm a thing of the past? Hey, who's gonna mow your grass?HEY...WHO'S GONNA MOW YOUR GRASS?

My Blog

twisted.inside.

I have been sleeping with the lights on just about every night,because I am afraid...of what the dark might bring.I know. I know. It's just a childish fear...that grows and grows...so wild in the midd...
Posted by on Sun, 08 Jul 2007 01:54:00 GMT