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And, just to stay on topic, here's some lyrics for the wanderer (as though I may be the only one who still comes here).

LOVERS END

Hands cover whispers of the lovers fright fear
Cloaked renditions of that autumn night digging up
Rumours of the kids in the park what awful things
Happened in the dark take just one last dare pretend you
Don't care till twilight falls wait theres someone else here
And i can't stop my tears i've never been so scared in the
Cellar buried 6 feet deep the lover's shaken
From a dreamless sleep nails clawing splinters
From the ceiling and floor shrieking like the
Witches till his stitches are sore
Calling for the other searching
For her lover secrets she
Discovers drain her face of colour
1... 2... 3... 4... Underneath the cellar floor
5... 6... 7... 8... Lover will suffocate

-- The Birthday Massacre

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Been given 24 hours
to tie up loose ends
to make amends
His eyes said it all
I started to fall
and the silence deafened
Head spinning round
no time to sit down
just wanted to
run and run and run
Be careful they say
don't wish life away,
now I've one day

And I can't believe
How I've been wasting my time
in 24 hours they'll be
laying flowers
on my life, it's over
tonight
I'm not messing no I
need your blessing
and your promise to live free
please do it for me

Is there a heaven a hell
and will I come back
who can tell
Now I can see
what matters to me
it's as clear as crystal
The places I've been
the people I've seen
plans that I made
start to fade
The sun's setting gold
thought I would grow old,
it wasn't to be

And I can't believe
How I've been wasting my time

In 18 hours they'll be
laying flowers
on my life, it's over tonight
I'm not messing no I
need your blessing
and your promise to live free
please do it for me

In 13 hours they'll be
laying flowers
on my life, it's over tonight
I'm not messing no I
need your blessing
and your promise to live free
Please do it for me

I'm not alone, I sense it, I sense it
All that I said, I meant it, I meant it

And I can't believe
How much I've wasted my time

In just 8 hours they'll be
laying flowers
on my life, it's over tonight
I'm not messing no I
need your blessing
and your promise to live free
please do it for me

In just 1 hour they'll be
laying flowers
on my life, it's over tonight
I'm not messing no I
need your blessing
and your promise to live free
please do it for me

--Jem, "24"

I adore this song, not just because of the lyrical quality, but also for the music itself.

here comes the sun.

At least i'm not base. I'm fucking acidic and loving it. Completely whole, lying in bed when he touches my lips and I can only think of toast. Toast, toast, toast. Pressing his tongue against my collar bone. Toast. White with butter. And I thought of this knife pressing on how badly I wanted out. My eyes planned escape through the ceiling but couldn't bring my body to move. Shut the fuck up and lose it. So dirty, such a fucking slut. I wanted to go into the bathroom and wash all my sins away with that bar of Zest soap. And I did. Leaving a small silver ring of evidence behind to fall into the irony of this advancement and simply be flushed away. I'm packing everything down like chocolate chip ice cream back into the container. Pretty fucked up triangle we're in. Oh but honey don't you know? This isn't a triangle anymore. It's a fucking octagon. I've got swollen particles around my neck tying me down since dawn and sand in the most virgile cracks of solitude. Some things are better left unsaid.



addme.

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Everynight I lie awake
and I wait for you.
But when I wake you're never there.
My dreams just don't come true.

In my dreams you're always there for me,
but when I wake you're not beside me.
Everday you are so close to me.
But you're just out of reach,
and you don't notice me...

Yesterday, you brushed my hand
as you passed me by.
You looked at me, I gazed at you.
I saw you in my sleep that night...
Brand New

According to Aquinas......

There was a philosopher/theologian who states that there was a first mover, i.e. God. But it's weird because noone can say who moved God. Aquinas says that he is special and there is noone better than God, but he can't come up with a reason why he is so special just that he is this all powerful being. Well my philosophy class leaves something to be desired.
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cire - meta

this is meaningless.
a life into a metaphor seems pressed in one direction, one dimension of conflicting forms.
start to abstract from this fluctuation static forms, eternalize and prophesize the random shades into accord.
never quite together, always looking for some new epiphany to anchor me upon the shore.
never quite together, always waiting for some grand awakening inside to open up the doors.
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