How Wonderful Life is While You're in the World.

3 sung. | ..you can tell everybody this is your song.

:: 2004 29 March :: 9.50pm
:: Mood: poser

I'm just a WASP with dark skin.

Rob	:: 2004 29 March :: 8.25pm :: Music: Iris-goo goo dolls Intervention Moment I am think I am beggining to hate everything. 2 sung. \| ..you can tell everybody this is your song.

:: 2004 29 March :: 7.42pm

Atlast. Digital Cable. Thank god for music channels.

2 sung. | ..you can tell everybody this is your song.

:: 2004 28 March :: 10.00pm

yayyyy! the winter of our discontent is way over.

totally dudes.

way narely and tubular bodacious

:: 2004 28 March :: 8.06pm

"Face To Face"

Don't tell me now with a smile on your face
That you're lost...down and out
When there was nothing left in me
You can't stop fuckin' with my head
Stop fuckin' with my head
My silence you break
The smile that you fake (you fake)

There's not one thing that you can say to make it right
Unless you say "I'm leavin"
And if you're not...then please tell me why
Please tell me why you can't

Save face
Say it to my face

Can I take all the filth in your head
All the words that you said (that you said)
And throw it away (throw it out)

You can't stop fuckin' with my head
Stop fuckin' with my head
My silence you break
The smile that you take away

There's not one thing that you can say to make it right
Unless you say "I'm leavin"
And if you're not...then please tell me why
Please tell me why you can't

That shit you're talkin' don't mean nothing to me anymore
Limp dick...you fuck stick...let's settle the score
Run and hide you know I'll find you anywhere
Motherfucker...two faced prick with hell to pay
What's real is real...it's time to step up to the plate again
Swing batter-batter, swing batter-batter, swing...
What's real is real...it's time to step up to the plate again
Swing batter-batter...fucked me for the last time!

Just take a swing...
C'mon...you should've taken that swing...
Just take your swing...

There's not one thing that you can say to make it right
Unless you say "I'm leavin"
And if you're not...then please tell me why
Please tell me why you can't

Swing...just take your swing...fuck you!

Just take your swing...
You can't stop fuckin' with my head
Stop fuckin' with my head

:: 2004 28 March :: 12.08am

seriously, gross. why even bother looking? there's nothing of interest to see.

vomit vomit

3 sung. | ..you can tell everybody this is your song.

graffiti

:: 2004 27 March :: 11.36pm

Hearts are wasted, lives are broken;

Every time I look for you, the sun goes down.

graffiti

:: 2004 26 March :: 11.52pm
:: Mood: sad
:: Music: AFI : Silver and Cold

Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean. Tears from the depth of some divine despair rise in the heart and gather to the eyes, looking on the happy autumn-fields, and thinking of the days that are no more.

2 sung. | ..you can tell everybody this is your song.

:: 2004 26 March :: 11.25pm

AP exam! woo woow!

I'll break your history lovin' face in!

6 sung. | ..you can tell everybody this is your song.

:: 2004 25 March :: 10.43pm

wondering: those people who advertise their whole lives in their msn screen names, are they really that upbeat or angry or sad? Or desperately in love?

or dumb?

graffiti

:: 2004 25 March :: 10.08pm
:: Mood: apathetic
:: Music: Crunch, crunch..

It'll all work out in the end, I guess.

Cheez-Its are a nice thing to have.

Soooothing. Crunch, crunch...

Ehh. Nevermind.

I still hate that I spend every minute holding back tears. I guess that'll end when everything else does. Hmph.

Dave is a cool guy, when he's not influenced by the devil.

1 sung. | ..you can tell everybody this is your song.

:: 2004 25 March :: 5.48pm

I'm tired. And Scared. And Undecided.

:: 2004 24 March :: 8.40pm

I wrote some kick ass poems for English, I will type them in when I get them back.

1 sung. | ..you can tell everybody this is your song.

:: 2004 24 March :: 5.06pm

The whole situation is insane.

:: 2004 23 March :: 5.21pm

...and there are some disadvantages to my size.