how stella got her groove back |
is pretty much the last question id ever want answered or even have somewhat of a general idea of just how this stella character pulled off what seemed to be an impossible task...shit, the only i... Posted by ghost seeking sheets on Mon, 06 Aug 2007 05:33:00 PST |
<3 in a nutshell |
love is a profound feeling that can torture and agnonize the inner fiber's of your soul.. It sneaks up and remind's you it is more then a word exchanged in tender moments but a feeling,a action, a cor... Posted by ghost seeking sheets on Thu, 09 Nov 2006 09:59:00 PST |
::yawn:: |
fuck man, how long have i been sleeping?
this last year must of been a dream cause that wasnt living.
i need some coffee, Im staying awake this time.
... Posted by ghost seeking sheets on Thu, 17 Aug 2006 09:15:00 PST |
Song O' So Good |
The Microphones - I Felt Your Shape Lyrics
I thought I felt your shape but I was wrong,really all I felt was falsly strong.I held on tight and closed my eyes,it was dumb, I had no sense of your size.... Posted by ghost seeking sheets on Thu, 17 Nov 2005 03:09:00 PST |
place.in.line |
some things just go away with sleep.
fade away.
some things just get worse with every day.
either away.
crushing leaves to find the spot on earth.
bring me down.
the silence grows and leav... Posted by ghost seeking sheets on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
talking.shit.about.a.pretty.sunset |
oh noose tied myself in, tied myself too tight
looking kind of anxious in your cross armed stance
like a bad tempered prom queen at a homecoming dance
and i claim im not excited with my life any mo... Posted by ghost seeking sheets on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
wisdumb |
ive grown out of my physical presence..never let people know my real emotions..you are now part of a musical revolution..i can drink my way out of this ocean.. Posted by ghost seeking sheets on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
life.is.swell |
what sick ridiculous puppets we are / and what gross little stages we dance on / what fun we have dancing and fucking / not a care in the world / not knowing that we are nothing / we are not what was ... Posted by ghost seeking sheets on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
*chorus.translation* |
"im.a.broken.record.i.have.bubblegum.in.my.brain" Posted by ghost seeking sheets on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
comfort |
.youre.the.one.that.fits.perfectly.into.my.dreams. Posted by ghost seeking sheets on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |