February 6th, 2010


Posted on 2010.02.06 at 16:53
Joke me something awful just like kisses on the necks of "best friends"
We're the kids who feel like dead ends
&I want to be known for my hits, not just my misses
I took a shot and didn't even come close
At trust and love and hope
The poets are just kids who didn't make it
&never had it at all.

Please put the doctor on the phone 'cause I'm not making any sense
Blame everyone but me for this mess
And my back has been breaking from this heavy heart
We never seemed so far
I'm hopelessly hopeful, you're just hopeless enough
But we never had it at all.

And the record won't stop skipping
And the lies just won't stop slipping
And besides my reputation's on the line
We can fake it for the airwaves
Force our smiles, baby, half dead
From comparing myself to everyone else around me.

From the ashes of their broken homes.

Posted on 2010.02.06 at 22:12
Manas un Toma peripetijas. Joprojām turpinās - man jau sāp galva, bet es neko nedaru, lai to mainītu.

[22:10:26] Toms: jo es to izdomat tava vieta nevaru
[22:11:03] Toms: tpc es tev tagad vnk prasu ko tu velies
[22:11:16] Toms: jo man nu nav ta ka es varu pateikt lala
[22:11:30] Toms: so what it is fuck off or .. bwe?
[22:12:25] Lex.: tu šobrīd centies noskaidrot vai es gribu kaut ko vairāk kā būt draugi or what?
[22:13:08] Toms: apmeram ja

es to daru
to es daru
to daru es
es daru to
daru es to
daru to es
.

Previous Day  Next Day