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2005 19 May :: 5.52 pm
Today is my birthday.
I was born today at 3:19 am in Anchorage, Alaska.
Dr.Tulip delievered me.
I know you guys are so glad that day happenned.
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2005 17 May :: 6.30 pm
:: Mood: head-achy
:: Music: Spiderman 2 Soundtrack.
Bring me back to you.
How many missed calls are you worth?
I am worth 1-2.
Kate do you know where I got this. Think about it.
I love this song.
I wish I was yellow . I really do.
Look at the stars,
Look how they shine for you,
And everything you do,
Yeah they were all yellow,
I came along
I wrote a song for you
And all the things you do
And it was called yellow
So then I took my turn
Oh all the things I've done
And it was all yellow
Your skin
Oh yeah your skin and bones
Turn into something beautiful
D'you know you know I love you so
You know I love you so
I swam across
I jumped across for you
Oh all the things you do
Cause you were all yellow
I drew a line
I drew a line for you
Oh what a thing to do
And it was all yellow
Your skin
Oh yeah your skin and bones
Turn into something beautiful
D'you know for you i bleed myself dry
For you i bleed myself dry
Its true look how they shine for you
look how they shine for you
look how they shine for you
look how they shine for you
look how they shine for you
look how they shine
look at the stars look how they shine for you
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Love. |
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2005 16 May :: 4.25 pm
Read the bold.
I think I've already lost you
I think you're already gone
I think I'm finally scared now
You think I'm weak - but I think you're wrong
I think you're already leaving
Feels like your hand is on the door
I thought this place was an empire
But now I'm relaxed - I can't be sure
I think you're so mean - I think we should try
I think I could need - this in my life
I think I'm just scared - I think too much
I know this is wrong it's a problem I'm dealing
If you're gone - maybe it's time to go home
There's an awful lot of breathing room
But I can hardly move
If you're gone - baby you need to come home
Cause there's a little bit of something of me
In everything in you
I bet you're hard to get over
I bet the room just won't shine
I bet my hands I can stay here
I bet you need - more than you mind
I think you're so mean - I think we should try
I think I could need - this in my life
I think I'm just scared - that I know too much
I can't relate and that's a problem I'm feeling
If you're gone - maybe it's time to go home
There's an awful lot of breathing room
But I can hardly move
If you're gone - baby you need to come home
Cause there's a little bit of something me
In everything in you
I think you're so mean - I think we should try
I think I could need - this in my life
I think I'm just scared - do I talk too much
I know this is wrong it's a problem I'm dealing
If you're gone - maybe it's time to go home
There's an awful lot of breathing room
But I can hardly move
If you're gone - baby you need to come home
Cause there's a little bit of something me
In everything in you
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2005 15 May :: 3.40 pm
There is a time, well at least in my mind, that every writer should say something about their work, and that every creature should say something about their life that they have toiled away at.
So here is mine.
For my works: I can sincerelly say, that regardless of my natural human imperfections, no matter how obvious or unattractive they may be, that I have lived more glorious lives and experienced more momentous adventures then anyone who cares to read this...all through my stories.
For my life: Regardless of the pain I may have caused and the pain that I have lived through, I have learned one thing of importance in my life, and that is love decides our fate.
Kate, you may understand in this way. "Hands" and "I hope you dance".
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Love. |
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