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These things
I still have all those songs in my heart, ones I never put on paper. Still carry all those laughs we never used, just in case. I have a kiss for you, safe and sound. And tears too, mostly new ones. Presents, lot’s of them, one for every year of your life. The love is kept somewhere, in a tube maybe, deep among the gears. I still have all those ( Read more... ) -
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There's a snake languid and crass living in my head, looking from my eyes, hissing with my tongue. Jealousy. In every aspect of my life. Sitting, laying, making a comfortable home for itself. I am jealous of everyone. -
How did you meet?
They boy is a wallflower at the party, there’s always one or two. He’s just starting to regret coming when his friend, the one who brought him signals for him to come over to a group of people sitting around the kitchen table. He goes, no choice really what’s he going to do stand around looking uncomfortable ‘till it’s over? Well he was planning on ( Read more... ) -
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recorded songs. fucking tired. i'll pu them on myspace. alessandra is already on there. woot. -
A moment of weakness
The boy straps his guitar on behind a plaque of wood they call backstage. He breathes in the calm and steps into the light. The girl doesn’t look she’s busy talking to her friends. She’s not here for the music. She’s not here for him. He plucks the first few introductory chords but there’s almost no pattern to it. Amateur she laughs. He sings high ( Read more... ) -
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Can't stop feeling fucking sad fucking fuck! -
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Can anyone come to my show on sunday? Pretty please? -
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Jesus christ this year just won't quit, everything's happening so fast AHhhhh!