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2009 6 August :: 2.42pm
:: Mood: blank
:: Music: AFI - Leaving Song pt 2
Don't waste your touch - you won't feel anything. Or were you sent to save me..?
I know what I've become.
I'm just unsure of what tipped over the first domino and started the transformation.
I remember wanting to be that fairytale princess, falling in love, having a big family, being that mom that wouldn't care about the stray dog her kids dragged home.
Yadda yadda..
I remember it all vividly.
I say "remember" because as vivid as it may be, it's not my perspective now.
Not even close.
Fairytales bore me; I've become too cynical.
Too analytical.
Princess? Try Queen of Attention to Detail.
And I can't see myself giving birth to a miniature me when I can barely stand myself most days.
No sir, not for me.
Not anymore.
Don't even get me started on the "L" word.
Agh. I hear the phonetics start and my hands are already up over my ears, and I'm chanting "la-la-la-lalalala-laaaaaaaa!"
Sometimes I have such a dislike for the word that I find myself groping my crotch to make sure I haven't developed man-parts.
Yeahhhh it's that bad.
I've become the antithesis of myself.
I don't want love.
I want to use you up until I'm bored and jump ship.
That's it.
That's all I want.
I don't want best friends, it's just another term for 'convenience' anyway and as much as I'm all about convenience, I'd like to be able to get rid of you whenever I please.
Sorry, but honesty hurts.
And honestly, I'm not that sorry.
Don't get me wrong: there's still a select few (three, rather) that still sit inside my private circle - but you'd be surprised to find out who they really are.
And who they aren't.
And just where you fall.
Right now you're thinking back to every conversation we had and every topic we skimmed across.
Why? I can promise that even though you're conjuring up the worst possible scenario, you're right.
You're wondering about all the times I called.
But more importantly - all the times I didn't.
All the things I never said and never will, but also all of the things I never asked and never will - because I just don't care.
We're all aware of the famous saying by the famous person, "You learn from experience. Regret nothing."
And even though I am well aware of the fact that I mashed a few famous sayings together and couldn't name the famous somebodies, I'll tell you this:
You may learn from experience but you'll learn a lot more a lot faster watching everyone else burn themselves.
It saves on regrets, too.
"And I disintegrate
'cause this hate.. is fucking real."
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acidtears
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2009 4 August :: 12.58pm
:: Mood: giddy
:: Music: "Happiness is a warm gun" By: The Beatles
She's not a girl who misses much
Do do do do do do, oh yeah
She's well acquainted with the touch of the velvet hand
Like a lizard on a window pane
The man in the crowd with the multicoloured mirrors
On his hobnail boots
Lying with his eyes while his hands are busy
Working overtime
A soap impression of his wife which he ate
And donated to the National Trust
I need a fix 'cause I'm going down
Down to the bits that I left uptown
I need a fix cause I'm going down
Mother Superior jump the gun
Mother Superior jump the gun
Mother Superior jump the gun
Mother Superior jump the gun
Mother Superior jump the gun
Mother Superior jump the gun
Happiness (is a warm gun)
Bang Bang Shoot Shoot
Happiness (is a warm gun, momma)
Bang Bang Shoot Shoot
(When I hold you in my arms)
Oooooooooh, oh yeah!
And when I feel my finger on your trigger
Oooooooooh, oh yeah!
I know nobody can do me no harm
Oooooooooh, oh yeah!
Happiness (is a warm gun, momma)
Bang Bang Shoot Shoot
Happiness (is a warm gun)
Bang Bang Shoot Shoot
Yes it is, gun!
Happiness (is a warm gun)
Bang Bang Shoot Shoot
Happiness (is a warm gun)
is a warm gun, yeeeaahhh!
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acidtears
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2009 31 July :: 2.16pm
:: Music: "Lips Like Morphine" By: Kill Hannah
Song lyrics with some minor changes.
I want a guy with lips like morphine
Knock me out every time they touch me
I wanna feel that kiss just crush me
And break me down
Knock me out!
Knock me out!
Cuz I've waited for all my life
To be here with you tonight
I want a guy with lips like morphine
Blow a kiss that leaves me gasping
I want to feel that lightning strike me
And burn me down
Knock me out!
Knock me out!
Cuz I've waited for all my life
To behere with you tonight
Just put me on my back
Knock me out again
Oh, I want a guy with lips like morphine
Knock me out everytime they touch me
I want a girl with lips like morphine
To knock me out
See I've waited for all my life
To be here with you tonight
Just put me on my back
Knock me out again.
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