ooc; playlist + activity log
life of material ♠ "self-obsessed, self-serving, self-centered, self--"
She's gotta dress with class and Jean Paul Gautier and a Hermes bag and four-inch tips made of ostrich, sharp enough to slit your wrists. I like a girl who eats and brings it up, a sassy little frassy with Bulimia. Her best friend's a plastic surgeon and when her Beamer's in the shop she rolls the Benz. Manis and pedis on Sundays and Wednesdays, money from mommy lovely in Versace. Come on and get it before I change my mind, come on kid, don't waste my time. So rich, so pretty. The best piece of ass in the whole damn city. So rich, so pretty.
{ Mickey Avalon ♠ So Rich, So Pretty }
Blair-bear ♠ "who you grow up to be."
You were a child who was made of glass. You carried a black heart passed down from your dad. If somebody loved you, they'd tell you by now; we all turn away when you're down. You want to go back to where you felt safe, to hear your brother's laughter, see your mother's face. Your childhood home is just powder-white bones and you'll never find your way back. You are broken and callow, cautious and safe; you are boundless in beauty with fright on your face. And when you're gone, will they say your name? And when you're gone, will they love you the same? Oh, when you're gone, we won't say a word, but you know that's okay. Don't you know that's okay?
{ The Hush Sound ♠ That's Okay }
hunger ♠ "I didn't mean for that to happen."
What's the matter, Mary Jane, you had a hard day? You place the "don't disturb" sign on the door. You lost your place in line again, what a pity, you never seem to want to dance anymore. I hear you're counting sheep again, Mary Jane, what's the point of trying to dream anymore? I hear you're losing weight again, Mary Jane, do you ever wonder who you're losing it for? Please be honest, Mary Jane, are you happy? Please don't censor your tears. So take this moment, Mary Jane, and be selfish. Worry not about the cars that go by, all that matters, Mary Jane, is your freedom. Keep warm, my dear, keep dry. Tell me, tell me, what's the matter, Mary Jane?
{ Alanis Morisette ♠ Mary Jane }
Queen B ♠ "but I'm Blair. I'm me."
So much for the days of glory, it's not like your idols died and are holy now. You cross the street and count to ten and everyone that mattered went to bed --or maybe they died. The sun, it lights the blades of grass. It's not like she knows the difference, or cares, she's stupid and cold somewhere in the waves of doubt. It's not like she swam awhile, then faded out, so stupid and calm. Welcome home, Miss So Unknown, do you want it back? Welcome home, Miss So Unknown, they all want it back, when they want it all back, but you can't have it. You've lost control.
{ Ryan Adams ♠ She's Lost Total Control }
gossip girl ♠ "Tinsley Mortimer after a few martinis"
You've got them all by the balls. 'Causing waterfalls, stone walls, bar brawls, common stalls that caught 'em all. To you they crawl, body sprawled, smokin' Pall Malls. Close call, stand tall. Doll, you make them feel so small --And they love it! The boys wanna be her, the girls wanna be her, the boys wanna be her, I wanna be her. Yes, I do. The boys wanna be her, the girls wanna be her, the boys wanna be her, I wanna be her. So do you. Listen up, listen up, listen up, voices scatter. Scatter the boys, the girls. Scatter the boys, the girls.
{ Peaches ♠ Boys Wanna Be Her }
NON-JUDGING BREAKFAST CLUB ♠ "anything you do is something we did too"
Stay out super late tonight, picking apples, making pies. Put a little something in our lemonade and take it with us. Tip-toe through our shiny city with our diamond slippers on. Do our gay ballet on ice, bluebirds on our shoulders. Turn the light out, say goodnight, no thinking for a little while. Let's not try to figure out everything at once. It's hard to keep track of you falling through the sky. We're half awake in a fake empire. We're half awake in a fake empire.
{ The National ♠ Fake Empire }
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SERENA ♠ "what is you, is me"
There's no price to pay when you give and when you take. That's why it's easy to thank you, you, you, you, you, you. Let's say take a break from our day and get back to the old garage, because life's too short anyway but at least it's better than average. As long as you've got me and I've got you, you know we've got a lot to go around. I'll be your friend, your other sister, another love to come and comfort you. And I'll keep reminding if it's the only thing I ever do: I will always love you, you, you, you, you.
{ Jason Mraz ♠ Song For A Friend }
march{ entry; arrival entry; aww entry; baww call; reconcile entry; framed } april{ entry; 4th wall call; girl talk entry; listed entry; gossip entry; move out entry; savannah } may{ entry; come back entry; mugshot entry; sparkles text; flowers } june{ log; prodigal entry; coco }
NATE ♠ "always have, always will"
I'm a high school lover, and you're my favorite flavor. Love is all, all my soul, and you're my playground love. Yet my hands are shaking. I feel my body remain. Time's no matter, I'm on fire, on the playground, love. You're the piece of gold that flashes on my soul; extra time, on the ground. You're my playground love. Anytime, anywhere, you're my playground love.
{ Air ♠ Playground Love }
may{ entry; arrival } june{ text; picnic entry; jobs text; ducks entry; sick }
CHUCK ♠ "3 words, 8 letters"
And when you left you kissed my lips, you told me you'd never ever forget these images, no. I never want to see you unhappy, I thought you'd want the same for me. I cannot go to the ocean, I cannot drive the streets at night, I cannot wake up in the morning without you on my mind. So you're gone and I'm haunted, but I bet you are just fine. Did I make it that easy to walk right in and out of my life? Goodbye, my almost lover. Goodbye, my hopeless dream. I'm trying not to think about you, can't you just let me be? So long, my luckless romance, my back is turned on you. I should've known you'd bring me heartache, almost lovers always do.
{ A Fine Frenzy ♠ Almost Lover }march{ entry; arrival } april{ entry; line drawn call; drunk entry; grief log; stay} may{ text; possession text; humphrey text; hide log; exhibition}
HUMPHREY ♠ "your head on a platter"
Introverted boy, you are not interesting, boy. You think you're intellectual but no one's talking to you now. I might be an introvert to you, a shallow fashionista, deep as any paper plate, dressed just like the girl beside you. How could I forget? A waste of cloth, of course I do remember, on the back deck drunk and awkward, I think we accidentally met. How could I forget? A waste of breath, of course I do remember, all the things you said were pointless, now you go on dropping names.
{ The Faint ♠ How Could I Forget }
may{ entry; arrival } june{ entry; coco }
ARTHUR ♠ "the future king"
The promise, the pain, the valor, the rage. Hold up your hands for the bow and the wave. You know his touch a little too well. But movies never made you famous, all your dreams got lost or traded and all you ever cared about got lost. But you were surely still an actress other men would find attractive and all you ever cared about got lost. Where there's gold, there's a gold digger. Where there's gold, there's a gold digger. Where there's gold, there's a gold digger. You throw yourself into their arms, mistresses have all the fun, but no one's ever there to take you home.
{ Dashboard Confessional ♠ Where There's Gold }
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She's gotta dress with class and Jean Paul Gautier and a Hermes bag and four-inch tips made of ostrich, sharp enough to slit your wrists. I like a girl who eats and brings it up, a sassy little frassy with Bulimia. Her best friend's a plastic surgeon and when her Beamer's in the shop she rolls the Benz. Manis and pedis on Sundays and Wednesdays, money from mommy lovely in Versace. Come on and get it before I change my mind, come on kid, don't waste my time. So rich, so pretty. The best piece of ass in the whole damn city. So rich, so pretty.
{ Mickey Avalon ♠ So Rich, So Pretty }
Blair-bear ♠ "who you grow up to be."
You were a child who was made of glass. You carried a black heart passed down from your dad. If somebody loved you, they'd tell you by now; we all turn away when you're down. You want to go back to where you felt safe, to hear your brother's laughter, see your mother's face. Your childhood home is just powder-white bones and you'll never find your way back. You are broken and callow, cautious and safe; you are boundless in beauty with fright on your face. And when you're gone, will they say your name? And when you're gone, will they love you the same? Oh, when you're gone, we won't say a word, but you know that's okay. Don't you know that's okay?
{ The Hush Sound ♠ That's Okay }
hunger ♠ "I didn't mean for that to happen."
What's the matter, Mary Jane, you had a hard day? You place the "don't disturb" sign on the door. You lost your place in line again, what a pity, you never seem to want to dance anymore. I hear you're counting sheep again, Mary Jane, what's the point of trying to dream anymore? I hear you're losing weight again, Mary Jane, do you ever wonder who you're losing it for? Please be honest, Mary Jane, are you happy? Please don't censor your tears. So take this moment, Mary Jane, and be selfish. Worry not about the cars that go by, all that matters, Mary Jane, is your freedom. Keep warm, my dear, keep dry. Tell me, tell me, what's the matter, Mary Jane?
{ Alanis Morisette ♠ Mary Jane }
Queen B ♠ "but I'm Blair. I'm me."
So much for the days of glory, it's not like your idols died and are holy now. You cross the street and count to ten and everyone that mattered went to bed --or maybe they died. The sun, it lights the blades of grass. It's not like she knows the difference, or cares, she's stupid and cold somewhere in the waves of doubt. It's not like she swam awhile, then faded out, so stupid and calm. Welcome home, Miss So Unknown, do you want it back? Welcome home, Miss So Unknown, they all want it back, when they want it all back, but you can't have it. You've lost control.
{ Ryan Adams ♠ She's Lost Total Control }
gossip girl ♠ "Tinsley Mortimer after a few martinis"
You've got them all by the balls. 'Causing waterfalls, stone walls, bar brawls, common stalls that caught 'em all. To you they crawl, body sprawled, smokin' Pall Malls. Close call, stand tall. Doll, you make them feel so small --And they love it! The boys wanna be her, the girls wanna be her, the boys wanna be her, I wanna be her. Yes, I do. The boys wanna be her, the girls wanna be her, the boys wanna be her, I wanna be her. So do you. Listen up, listen up, listen up, voices scatter. Scatter the boys, the girls. Scatter the boys, the girls.
{ Peaches ♠ Boys Wanna Be Her }
NON-JUDGING BREAKFAST CLUB ♠ "anything you do is something we did too"
Stay out super late tonight, picking apples, making pies. Put a little something in our lemonade and take it with us. Tip-toe through our shiny city with our diamond slippers on. Do our gay ballet on ice, bluebirds on our shoulders. Turn the light out, say goodnight, no thinking for a little while. Let's not try to figure out everything at once. It's hard to keep track of you falling through the sky. We're half awake in a fake empire. We're half awake in a fake empire.
{ The National ♠ Fake Empire }
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SERENA ♠ "what is you, is me"
There's no price to pay when you give and when you take. That's why it's easy to thank you, you, you, you, you, you. Let's say take a break from our day and get back to the old garage, because life's too short anyway but at least it's better than average. As long as you've got me and I've got you, you know we've got a lot to go around. I'll be your friend, your other sister, another love to come and comfort you. And I'll keep reminding if it's the only thing I ever do: I will always love you, you, you, you, you.
{ Jason Mraz ♠ Song For A Friend }
march{ entry; arrival entry; aww entry; baww call; reconcile entry; framed } april{ entry; 4th wall call; girl talk entry; listed entry; gossip entry; move out entry; savannah } may{ entry; come back entry; mugshot entry; sparkles text; flowers } june{ log; prodigal entry; coco }
NATE ♠ "always have, always will"
I'm a high school lover, and you're my favorite flavor. Love is all, all my soul, and you're my playground love. Yet my hands are shaking. I feel my body remain. Time's no matter, I'm on fire, on the playground, love. You're the piece of gold that flashes on my soul; extra time, on the ground. You're my playground love. Anytime, anywhere, you're my playground love.
{ Air ♠ Playground Love }
may{ entry; arrival } june{ text; picnic entry; jobs text; ducks entry; sick }
CHUCK ♠ "3 words, 8 letters"
And when you left you kissed my lips, you told me you'd never ever forget these images, no. I never want to see you unhappy, I thought you'd want the same for me. I cannot go to the ocean, I cannot drive the streets at night, I cannot wake up in the morning without you on my mind. So you're gone and I'm haunted, but I bet you are just fine. Did I make it that easy to walk right in and out of my life? Goodbye, my almost lover. Goodbye, my hopeless dream. I'm trying not to think about you, can't you just let me be? So long, my luckless romance, my back is turned on you. I should've known you'd bring me heartache, almost lovers always do.
{ A Fine Frenzy ♠ Almost Lover }march{ entry; arrival } april{ entry; line drawn call; drunk entry; grief log; stay} may{ text; possession text; humphrey text; hide log; exhibition}
HUMPHREY ♠ "your head on a platter"
Introverted boy, you are not interesting, boy. You think you're intellectual but no one's talking to you now. I might be an introvert to you, a shallow fashionista, deep as any paper plate, dressed just like the girl beside you. How could I forget? A waste of cloth, of course I do remember, on the back deck drunk and awkward, I think we accidentally met. How could I forget? A waste of breath, of course I do remember, all the things you said were pointless, now you go on dropping names.
{ The Faint ♠ How Could I Forget }
may{ entry; arrival } june{ entry; coco }
ARTHUR ♠ "the future king"
The promise, the pain, the valor, the rage. Hold up your hands for the bow and the wave. You know his touch a little too well. But movies never made you famous, all your dreams got lost or traded and all you ever cared about got lost. But you were surely still an actress other men would find attractive and all you ever cared about got lost. Where there's gold, there's a gold digger. Where there's gold, there's a gold digger. Where there's gold, there's a gold digger. You throw yourself into their arms, mistresses have all the fun, but no one's ever there to take you home.
{ Dashboard Confessional ♠ Where There's Gold }
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