August 6, 2008

PLEASE READ THIS DARLINGS

I've decided...
I want to make a new buzznet; my username is annoying me, and I'd like to change that.
I will still be logging on to this one though.
I hope to get all of my friends to add me on the new one which will be keaaliXasphyxia.
So I'll put it as my first friend when it's made so you can add me there.
But my sis Claudia, whom I love will still count as first (:
Thankyou and add my new one<3
xx
Posted on 08/06/2008 11:40 AM Comments (1)

September 21, 2007

memories that fade like photographs

I said I’d never forget your face
vaulted away inside my head
and memories never seem to fade
you were the best part of my life…my last regret

Now I’ve walked this line a thousand times before
it hurts too much to bear
FOR YOU
I’d tear out my own heart
and write our names together

Your love is the barrel of a gun
so tell me am I on the right end?
I could be nothing but a memory to you
Don’t let this memory fade away

And in the end we’re turning on and off again
there’s a look in your eye
And it’s screaming goodbye
I’d hate to watch you cry

Your love is the barrel of a gun
so tell me am I on the right end?
I could be nothing but a memory to you
Don’t let this memory fade away

there’s a look in your eye and its screaming goodbye
now it tears me apart just to look at the sky
And I'd hate to watch you cry
I'D HATE TO WATCH YOU CRYYYYYYYYY

Your love is the barrel of a gun
so tell me am I on the right end?
I could be nothing but a memory to you
Don’t let this memory fade away

Posted on 09/21/2007 7:21 PM Comments (1)

July 8, 2007

Mayonnaise (by Smashing Pumkins)

Mayonnaise

Fool enough to almost be it
Cool enough to not quite see it
Doomed
Pick your pockets full of sorrow
And run away with me tomorrow
June

We'll try and ease the pain
But somehow we'll feel the same
Well, no one knows
Where our secrets go

I send a heart to all my dearies
When your life is so, so dreary
Dream
I'm rumored to the straight and narrow
While the harlots of my perils
Scream

And I fail
But when I can, I will
Try to understand
That when I can, I will

Mother weep the years I'm missing
All our time can't be given
Back
Shut my mouth and strike the demons
That cursed you and your reasons
Out of hand and out of season
Out of love and out of feeling
So bad

When I can, I will
Words defy the plan
When I can, I will

Fool enough to almost be it
And cool enough to not quite see it
And old enough to always feel this
Always old, I'll always feel this

No more promise no more sorrow
No longer will I follow
Can anybody hear me
I just want to be me
When I can, I will
Try to understand
That when I can, I will


Posted on 07/08/2007 5:53 PM Comments (1)

April 30, 2007

G.I.N.A.S.F.S.

G.I.N.A.S.F.S

I've loved everything about you that hurts,

So let me see your moves,

Let me see your moves.

Lips pressed close to mine.

True blue, but the prince of any failing empire knows that,

Everybody wants,

Everybody wants to drive on through the night,

If it's the drive back home.

Things aren't the same anymore,

Some nights it gets so bad that I almost pick up the phone.

Trade baby blues, for wide-eyed browns.

I sleep with your old shirts,

And walk through this house in your shoes.

I know it's strange.

It's a strange way of saying that I know I'm supposed to love you.

I'm supposed to love you.

I've already given up on myself twice.

Third time is the charm,

Third time is the charm.

Threw caution to the wind,

But I've got a lousy arm.

And I've traced your shadows on the wall.

Now I kiss them whenever I'm down,

Whenever I'm down.

Figured on,

Not figuring myself out.

Things aren't the same anymore,

Some nights it gets so bad that I almost pick up the phone.

Trade baby blues, for wide-eyed browns.

I sleep with your old shirts,

And walk through this house in your shoes.

I know it's strange.

It's a strange way of saying that I know I'm supposed to love you.

I'm supposed to love you.

I was born under a bad sign,

But you saved my life,

That night on the roof of your hotel.

"Cross my heart and hope to die,

Splinter from the headboard in my eye."

Photo-proofed kisses I remember so well.

Trade baby blues, for wide-eyed browns.

I sleep with your old shirts,

And walk through this house in your shoes.

I know it's strange.

It's a strange way of saying that I know I'm supposed to love you.

I'm supposed to love you


Posted on 04/30/2007 5:35 PM Comments (2)
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