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Music. Tinkerbell. Androgyny. Rollerblading. Drawing girls faces. Drawing odd objects. Getting messy in paint. Reading. Dreaming odd things. Erotic photography (black and white).
Someone who knows most of these artists/songs/lyrics:You make me sing like a guitar hummin' So hang on to me, girl Our song keeps runnin' She looks like the real thing She tastes like the real thing This isn't happening I'm not here And I know I'm gonna make her die Take her where her soul belongs a desolate wind turns shit to gold and blows my soul crazy o the end we live again o i grow weary of the end I will crawl on hands and knees until you see You're just like me I am lost So I am cruel But I'd be love and sweetness If I had you I never felt like this before, I never will again When do we stop searching For what we’re searching for? Then when it comes, we question love and try for more! Can we promise love? is it all too much And do our old souls still believe it? It’s insane the way we dance along the edge. It's not going to stop until you wise up. You're weightless, semi-erotic You need someone to take you there You made me feel like the one Made me feel like the one The one Your home is here Within my heart When you were mine You were kinda sorta my best friend Hey diamond girl Restless in my head Say what lies between us A host of everyday distractions But most of all its music taking me Cool Skin I sweat I like blue I like red Do you like me? I kiss you loud I kiss you soft My kiss is wound She said i'll throw myself away, They're just photos after all I can't make you hang around. I can't wash you off my skin. Outside the frame, is what we're leaving out You won't remember anyway Falling in and out of love Something sweet to throw away. I want something good to die for To make it beautiful to live. I want a new mistake, losers more than hesitate I’m an early morning lover And I must be moving on I have to have things my own way To keep me in my youth Now watch what you say or they’ll be calling you a radical I met a fellow zero He took me to the silver people I said, "I think you are my hero" + we were one it all was clearer For the love you bring won’t mean a thing Unless you sing There was a time that the pieces fit, but I watched them fall away. Mildewed and smoldering, strangled by our coveting. Baby, there's something wrong with me that I can't see. Grief is a word to describe the absense of feeling Now I know, now I know,Now I know what it means to be broken~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~BLONDE REDHEAD LYRICS"Silently"Silently, I wish to sail into your port, I am your sailor Quietly, I drop my weight into your sea, I drop my anchor I sway in your waves, I sing in your sleep I stay till I'm in your lifeI realize now you're not to be blamed my love You didn't choose your name my love You never crossed the seven seas I realize now you're not to be blamed my love You didn't choose your name my love You never crossed the seven seasOh, sweet creature I know exactly how you feel Your clock is ticking, tick tack tick tack Your heart is beating tum tum tum tum tumSilently, I wish to sail into your port, I am your sailor Quietly, I drop my weight into your sea, I drop my anchorI realize now you're not to be blamed at all You didn't choose your name my love You die a little in my arm I realize now you're not to be blamed at all You didn't choose your name my love We never crossed the seven seas I realize now you die a little in my arm Before you even taste my love We never crossed the seven seas I realize now you re not to be blamed at all You didn't choose your name my love You die a little in my arm I realize now~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~In my own words: ***are you the same as me...you bleed like me...are you the same like me. Feed me you...and you get me. The same. You know what I know. Feel what Im going to do. You know me more than myself. You'll never look back. Old always making itself a first kiss brand new. Do you really get me....********
All things Lulu-music of the 1920's(sat. radio). The Drone Zone (ambient) (sat. radio). Radiohead, Smashing Pumpkins, Interpol, Garbage, Beethoven, Concrete Blonde, Beck, Lost in Translation Soundtrack, Tool, A Perfect Circle, Kill Hannah, Veruca Salt, Lush, The Cure, The Beatles, Cowboy Junkies, Classical, Jazz, Blues, RockaBilly, Bluegrass, Rock, Trance, Depeche Mode, K's Choice, Nirvana, Foo Fighters, Bjork, Travis, Blondie, Cyndi Lauper, Duran Duran, Billy Joel, Mira, Pink Floyd, Kidney Thieves, Motorcycle, STP, Led Zeppelin, Cat Power, Brokedown Palace Soundtrack, The Rolling Stones, Fleetwood Mac, Belly, Madonna, Jesus & Mary Chain, Linda Strawberry, Astaire, Sahara HotNights, Le Tigre, The Organ, The Like, Tegan & Sara,
My Own Private Idaho, The Outsiders, The Breakfast Club, Stand by Me, Pretty in Pink, Run Lola Run, Lost in Translation, Flowers in the Attic, Halloween(the first one...and only the first one), Spirited Away, Nightmare Before Christmas, Broken Flowers, White Oleander, Frankie & Johnny, Romeo & Juliet (w/ Claire Danes), Sid & Nancy, The Doors, The Ballad of Jack and Rose; ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Will you be my hero? My Hero sandwich! Daaaaaaarg!