ImUgly
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2005 27 August :: 7.21pm
:: Music: johnny cash, nine inch nails
Hurt.
I hurt myself today to see if I still feel. I focus on the pain, the only thing that's real. The needle tears a hole, the old familiar sting. Try to kill it all away but I remember everything. What have I become? My sweetest friend, everyone I know goes away in the end. And you could have it all: my empire of dirt. I will let you down. I will make you hurt. I wear this crown of thorns upon my liar's chair. Full of broken thoughts I cannot repair. Beneath the stains of time the feelings disappear. You are someone else, I am still right here. I will let you down. I will make you hurt. If I could start again, a million miles away, I would keep myself. I would find a way.
rise to the occasion, yeah
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2005 19 August :: 7.18pm
:: Music: konstantine(something corporate)
Can't find the answers, been crawling on my knees
Not all things are worth the consiquenses. But this is. Don't worry. It's not drugs or alcohol this time. It has to do with feelings. And I'm scared to death about it. Because I know I'll somehow screw it up like I always manage to. I've also managed to push so many people out of my life. Because I'd rather be the one to disappear. And I never want to suffer like that again.
rise to the occasion, yeah
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2005 12 August :: 1.47pm
:: Music: one(apocalyptica)
duh-nuh-nuh!!!
OH. MY. GOD. you MUST download this song. its probably one of the hardest pieces ive ever heard. apocalyptica-one. you have to listen to the whole thing. its really amazing. its starts off like classical maybe, then gets darker, and harder. by 3 minutes and 15 seconds, it has pretty much converted, and at 3:30 it is now heavy metal. oh, and you have to listen to the solo at around 4:20. im most definitely going to try to play this song.
i got antiqued last night. ugh..laurie comes in at like 1245 "hey, are you asleep?"..."uh. no."..."ok!" *POP* there was at least 3 cups of flour involved. all over my face, my hair, my pillows, clothes, floor, and basically everything. i had my eyes open too, so i get up, and my eyes are like shut so hard, all filled up with flour, and i open them and dough rolls down my face. i get up and start yelling at her, shes laughing soo hard, and i open my door. brett walks by "what happened to you?"..."ive been turned into a living piece of bread." 5 other people in my house, and no one had any sympathy for me. wankers. they all laughed at me. brett was so proud of laurie too. dude..i woke up this morning with dried muffins around my eyes from the stuff i was too tired to wash off...
rise to the occasion, yeah
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