I don’t wanna be the girl who laughs the loudest
Or the girl who never wants to be alone
I don’t wanna be that call at 4 o’clock in the morning
‘Cos I’m the only one you know in the world that won’t be home
Uuuhh, the sun is blinding
Uhhhh, I stayed up again
Oohh, I am finding
That’s not the way I want my story to end
I’m safe
Up high
Nothing can touch me
But why do I feel this party’s over?
No pain
Inside
You’re my protection
How do I feel this good sober?
I don’t wanna be the girl who has to fill the silence
The quiet scares me cause it screams the truth
Please don’t tell me that we had that conversation
I won’t remember, save your breath, ‘cos what’s the use?
Uhhhh, the night is calling?
And it whispers to me softly come and play
Aahh, I am falling
And If I let myself go I’m the only one to blame
I’m safe
Up high
Nothing can touch me
But why do I feel this party’s over?
Uohhhouhoh…
No pain
Inside
You’re my perfection
How do I feel this good sober?
I’m coming down, coming down, coming down
Spinning ’round, spinning ’round, spinning ’round
Looking for myself …. SOBER
I’m coming down, coming down, coming down
Spinning ’round, spinning ’round, spinning ’round
Looking for myself …. SOBER
Will I ever feel this good
I’m safe
Up high
Nothing can touch me
But why do I feel this party’s over?
Uhoohhh..
No pain
Inside
You’re like perfection
How do I feel this good sober
How do I feel this good sober
Uhhoooohh..
Will I ever feel this good sober?
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Monday, December 1, 2008
Official Official To-Do List
My life long list of things I would like to accomplish:
(In no particular order or if in any, backwards)
-Girls Gone Wild
-Fall in love <3
-Organize and pull off a big event
-Go to Australia
-Go to Thailand
-Go to Europe
-Go to Africa
-Write a song
-Start a family
(In no particular order or if in any, backwards)
-Girls Gone Wild
-Fall in love <3
-Organize and pull off a big event
-Go to Australia
-Go to Thailand
-Go to Europe
-Go to Africa
-Write a song
-Start a family
Friday, November 21, 2008
sleep and wake
everynight before i go to sleep i read my book. my book that tells me all these inpirational things and optimism and i should be thankful.
instead i can feel my soul. inside of me. my exact middle and i feel like someone is strangling it. squishing it. until it is dry and deteriorating. you cant stop the cycle of life and i think my soul is just about dead. too much experience. too many mistakes. too many shots. too many things i wish i never did. too many wishes wishing i was someone else. someone better.
and then in some moments i wouldnt change a thing.
instead i can feel my soul. inside of me. my exact middle and i feel like someone is strangling it. squishing it. until it is dry and deteriorating. you cant stop the cycle of life and i think my soul is just about dead. too much experience. too many mistakes. too many shots. too many things i wish i never did. too many wishes wishing i was someone else. someone better.
and then in some moments i wouldnt change a thing.
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
so great
"i don't want to live where my shadow can offer the light.
i don't want to go where we're beautiful only at night."
i really love his writing style
i don't want to go where we're beautiful only at night."
i really love his writing style
writing prompt
If you had the opportunity to write as a career, what would you write?
i don't really know. somethings that inspires. something that people read and wish they could write like that. something that really makes a difference
or just mildly amusing quips. yes quips
----
so by living with ginger i have come to the realization that i am very jealous of her. and i am also realizing i am so insecure while being so secure at the same time.
-she is skinnier than me
-she is smarter than me
-she is funnier than me
-she has blue eyes
-she has more common sense
-she thinks for herself
-she has a family that eats dinners together
-she saves her money better than me
-i believe she is better liked by people
-she is taller than me
-she has smaller feet than me
i just feel like a big failure at life right not and im not really sure of how to change that fact. im slutting it up. i keep getting wasted by accident. i dont feel like im an interesting person, like i dont know why people like me. i dont want pity at all im just stating the facts. im not doing anything with my life. and im so insecure it bothers me! im not fat. why do i stress over that. if i was consoling a friend i was say.. dont be stupid you have so much going for you. you are beautiful. you do good at your job. you have a prospect in kelowna!( yay im so excited! ) you are going to school in january. you have a lot of fun all the time. you just got a new place with your best friend. stop thinking about other people. ginger has faults just like i do and everyone else does and everyone is different an stop bitching and change what you are unhappy about you idiot and just stop being a slut! its not that hard. godddd. holidayman has a show tomorrow and im pretty stoked about that. he is quite adorable in a ridiculously sexy way. i feel like shit i am so amazingly hungover today and ginger and i's way home was soooo funny hahaha i love that girl so much. and racist rob is pretty cool too. the skytrain is not. either is hidden washroom and starbucks when it makes me feel sick
i don't really know. somethings that inspires. something that people read and wish they could write like that. something that really makes a difference
or just mildly amusing quips. yes quips
----
so by living with ginger i have come to the realization that i am very jealous of her. and i am also realizing i am so insecure while being so secure at the same time.
-she is skinnier than me
-she is smarter than me
-she is funnier than me
-she has blue eyes
-she has more common sense
-she thinks for herself
-she has a family that eats dinners together
-she saves her money better than me
-i believe she is better liked by people
-she is taller than me
-she has smaller feet than me
i just feel like a big failure at life right not and im not really sure of how to change that fact. im slutting it up. i keep getting wasted by accident. i dont feel like im an interesting person, like i dont know why people like me. i dont want pity at all im just stating the facts. im not doing anything with my life. and im so insecure it bothers me! im not fat. why do i stress over that. if i was consoling a friend i was say.. dont be stupid you have so much going for you. you are beautiful. you do good at your job. you have a prospect in kelowna!( yay im so excited! ) you are going to school in january. you have a lot of fun all the time. you just got a new place with your best friend. stop thinking about other people. ginger has faults just like i do and everyone else does and everyone is different an stop bitching and change what you are unhappy about you idiot and just stop being a slut! its not that hard. godddd. holidayman has a show tomorrow and im pretty stoked about that. he is quite adorable in a ridiculously sexy way. i feel like shit i am so amazingly hungover today and ginger and i's way home was soooo funny hahaha i love that girl so much. and racist rob is pretty cool too. the skytrain is not. either is hidden washroom and starbucks when it makes me feel sick
Monday, November 10, 2008
things are going to come out differently
i have been influenced. i want to say things i dont want to explain them all i am doing is runnign in circles lieka retarded dog who thinks its tail is a toy. its not a toy its what waves around in the air after you take a shit. you could probably get sick from biting your tail all day long. i explain because i am scared to take that next step. say what i think. think what a feel. know what i feel. not altar what i feel. break the habit. i scare myself. i am so much smarter than so many people. who cares if im wrong sometimes. just say it. i dont think i like cooker i think i am using him as a temporary jacket until i find the one that fits me better. cooker is a good guy but i sneaking into bathrooms with him because its convenient and fun. for him its promising and he likes me more and more. and i am aware becuase i read ppl really well. and he is smart like me too so he knows how to hide it. but he doesnt know that ultimately i dont care how it works out cause i care more about how it works out with my lost jacket. all the way up north. so far away and holding my prized possesions like my ipod. fuck that shit. i am so unlucky. wallet, id, music, jacket, shoes, family, father, money, sense, ability, respect, faith, love. gone. who knows why i like to drink so much. and ppl laugh about it and smile. dont they know its pathetic. that i dont do anyting with my lfie because i am unhappy.; when i knwo that the reason i am unhappy is because i am doing nothiin with my life. and isnt that a circle that retarded dogs know all too well.. if they just stopped spinnign in circles they could sprint ahead and find that bouncing tennis ball. that brings them wagging tails and barks and joy. if life was as easy as a dogs.. then i would be bored as shit. i dont sleep even though i need to get up and do shit tomorrow but i know i wont but i should
things i should do
-paint the coffee cup
-write in here more
-find douglas courses
-do my laundry
-clean the kitchen
-spend less money
-get id
-be fucking thankful
-help kailey
-keg cup dance
-hanks
-stop saying things like "what isnt there another on in there?"
-i know there isnt another one and i lied cause i wanted it cause i was selfish
things i like about eel
-the way you look at me when you want me
-the way you are so happy falling asleep
-the way you laugh at the things i say
-the way you know i see through your barriers
-the wya you know we have something
-how when you laugh you look like a nerd
-you talk to strangers at the gas station
-you like primetimes
-you listen
-your interested
-youve gone travelling
-you talk back
-you grab me with force
-the way you want me so badly ad you show it
-your honestly
-your height
-the way you have my full attention even thoughyou live 5 hours away
-the way you have no idea how good we are for eachother
-how we talk like best friends on the phone
-how we can be short and we fully understand it
-you turn the knobs on my radio
i dont like
-how you dont talk on msn
-you dont always call back
-how you stopped talking to me multiple times
-you took a step forward and then turned around and ran the other way
-how you always have girls on the go
-you flirt
-you dont care if other ppl see
-you dont think like me
-you let things slide
-you dont dig right in
-you care more about you getting off than me
-you dont knwo where it is
-your too rough too much
-you talk about other ppl youve hooked up with
-your kryptonite
i have been influenced. i want to say things i dont want to explain them all i am doing is runnign in circles lieka retarded dog who thinks its tail is a toy. its not a toy its what waves around in the air after you take a shit. you could probably get sick from biting your tail all day long. i explain because i am scared to take that next step. say what i think. think what a feel. know what i feel. not altar what i feel. break the habit. i scare myself. i am so much smarter than so many people. who cares if im wrong sometimes. just say it. i dont think i like cooker i think i am using him as a temporary jacket until i find the one that fits me better. cooker is a good guy but i sneaking into bathrooms with him because its convenient and fun. for him its promising and he likes me more and more. and i am aware becuase i read ppl really well. and he is smart like me too so he knows how to hide it. but he doesnt know that ultimately i dont care how it works out cause i care more about how it works out with my lost jacket. all the way up north. so far away and holding my prized possesions like my ipod. fuck that shit. i am so unlucky. wallet, id, music, jacket, shoes, family, father, money, sense, ability, respect, faith, love. gone. who knows why i like to drink so much. and ppl laugh about it and smile. dont they know its pathetic. that i dont do anyting with my lfie because i am unhappy.; when i knwo that the reason i am unhappy is because i am doing nothiin with my life. and isnt that a circle that retarded dogs know all too well.. if they just stopped spinnign in circles they could sprint ahead and find that bouncing tennis ball. that brings them wagging tails and barks and joy. if life was as easy as a dogs.. then i would be bored as shit. i dont sleep even though i need to get up and do shit tomorrow but i know i wont but i should
things i should do
-paint the coffee cup
-write in here more
-find douglas courses
-do my laundry
-clean the kitchen
-spend less money
-get id
-be fucking thankful
-help kailey
-keg cup dance
-hanks
-stop saying things like "what isnt there another on in there?"
-i know there isnt another one and i lied cause i wanted it cause i was selfish
things i like about eel
-the way you look at me when you want me
-the way you are so happy falling asleep
-the way you laugh at the things i say
-the way you know i see through your barriers
-the wya you know we have something
-how when you laugh you look like a nerd
-you talk to strangers at the gas station
-you like primetimes
-you listen
-your interested
-youve gone travelling
-you talk back
-you grab me with force
-the way you want me so badly ad you show it
-your honestly
-your height
-the way you have my full attention even thoughyou live 5 hours away
-the way you have no idea how good we are for eachother
-how we talk like best friends on the phone
-how we can be short and we fully understand it
-you turn the knobs on my radio
i dont like
-how you dont talk on msn
-you dont always call back
-how you stopped talking to me multiple times
-you took a step forward and then turned around and ran the other way
-how you always have girls on the go
-you flirt
-you dont care if other ppl see
-you dont think like me
-you let things slide
-you dont dig right in
-you care more about you getting off than me
-you dont knwo where it is
-your too rough too much
-you talk about other ppl youve hooked up with
-your kryptonite
masks
"Did you know that the word "person" comes from the Latin word "persona", which means mask? So maybe being human means we invite spectators to ponder what lies behind. Each of us will be composed of a variety of masks, and if we can see behind the mask, we would get a burst of clarity. And if that flame was bright enough, that's when we fall in love. What's your opinion on these divine matters?"... from the movie 'war inc'
i struggle with myself constantly. and i realize how much i have to learn about myself everday. i am reminded that i need to support my own opinions and stop thinking about that the best option is and do the best option for me. and i need to start standing up for what i believe and and not letting things slide. and call ppl out on things. and not give ppl the benifit of the doubt. i feel fake. but i know im not. i just like making other people happy before myself. and ginger seems so confident in her choices all the time. because she just does what we thinks and sticks with it. she doesnt over analyze. i am jealous of that. and she has opinions on other ppl where as i tend to go along with what they think. yet i always do what i want to be doing. i just dont get it. am i supposed to? cause then what would i do next?
i feel like i am made up of many different masks. cute me. deviant me. serious me. flirty me. annoying me. bitchy me. are they all different parts of me? or can the real me shine through on all these occasions. its just that sometimes alot of the time i come home and im not happy with the person i have become. i feel like i can do better and im not being myself enough but i feel like i act like myself allday though. im trying to say i dont know who i am yet and that scares me especially because sometimes i speak with so much clarity it scares me. and i am so sure of myself and i think i am football fields ahead of others in this game we call life. who knows i guess were all just differnt colored gumballs in the machine. or just like snowflakes all pretty much the some yet so unbelievably different.
mgmt - time to pretend
i struggle with myself constantly. and i realize how much i have to learn about myself everday. i am reminded that i need to support my own opinions and stop thinking about that the best option is and do the best option for me. and i need to start standing up for what i believe and and not letting things slide. and call ppl out on things. and not give ppl the benifit of the doubt. i feel fake. but i know im not. i just like making other people happy before myself. and ginger seems so confident in her choices all the time. because she just does what we thinks and sticks with it. she doesnt over analyze. i am jealous of that. and she has opinions on other ppl where as i tend to go along with what they think. yet i always do what i want to be doing. i just dont get it. am i supposed to? cause then what would i do next?
i feel like i am made up of many different masks. cute me. deviant me. serious me. flirty me. annoying me. bitchy me. are they all different parts of me? or can the real me shine through on all these occasions. its just that sometimes alot of the time i come home and im not happy with the person i have become. i feel like i can do better and im not being myself enough but i feel like i act like myself allday though. im trying to say i dont know who i am yet and that scares me especially because sometimes i speak with so much clarity it scares me. and i am so sure of myself and i think i am football fields ahead of others in this game we call life. who knows i guess were all just differnt colored gumballs in the machine. or just like snowflakes all pretty much the some yet so unbelievably different.
mgmt - time to pretend
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