your fascination |
You're the one who's always choking TrojanYou're the one who's always bruised and brokenSleep may be the enemyBut so is another lineIt's a remedyYou should take more time
You're the one who's always c... Posted by connie cabaret on Sat, 14 Apr 2007 04:02:00 PST |
R.I.P grandpa |
while the days go by, i will always remember your kindness that always filled my heart with joy whenever something went wrong. Thank you for being the great person you will always be no matter where y... Posted by connie cabaret on Tue, 03 Apr 2007 05:19:00 PST |
let him borrow that top |
i just tried posting a blog a little while ago and it erased and i got really mad and frustrated but now i'm ok.
speakprofane: what u doingDepecheConass: looking at my catDepecheConass: youspeakprofan... Posted by connie cabaret on Mon, 12 Mar 2007 11:16:00 PST |
out there the line never ends |
and so the constant fight for a pointless result goes on and on
doesn't even matter anymore
and although i didn't mind before
i once again don't mind being however it turns out to be... Posted by connie cabaret on Thu, 09 Feb 2006 06:55:00 PST |
i like |
these voices in my head
computer skills
so i miss someone and i dunno who it is...
today i learned how to get away from a current waves
oh and im hungry and i feel the need to talk to someone
i used t... Posted by connie cabaret on Thu, 01 Sep 2005 05:22:00 PST |
have u seen a lighter? |
hello Mr Zebracan I have your sweatercause its cold cold coldin my hole hole holeRatatouille Strychninesometimes shes a friend of minewith a gigantic whirlpoolthat will blow your mind
and yeah..... ea... Posted by connie cabaret on Mon, 22 Aug 2005 12:03:00 PST |
waste of a blog...only if one of us knew that |
my desk is disgusting. theres about 5 empty cups and a plate of rice that i didnt even try from last night...i feel sleepy and tired but im wide awake...i'm not drinking for about 2 weeks...my throat ... Posted by connie cabaret on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
looking for a savior in these dirty sheets |
every finger in the room is pointing at me, i wanna spit in their faces but then i get afraid what that could bring, i got a bowling ball in my stomah, i got a dessert in my mouth,figures that my cour... Posted by connie cabaret on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
LunChBoX |
i wish i had a lunch box where i can put my thoughts and eat them for lunch Posted by connie cabaret on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
silent all these years |
excuse me butcan i be you for a whilemy DOG won't bite if you sit real stilli got the anti-christin the kitchenyellin' at me againyeah i can hear thatbeen saved againby the garbage trucki got somethin... Posted by connie cabaret on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |