hey hun, you know i love you but get some balls dont lie to jason it upsets me as well as it has upsetted him! i dont like having ago but im not gonna sit around and watch people especially joey get his hopes for nothing... alot of stuff about you means something to him and you dont realise... it makes me jealous but o well! so if you organise something with him and then ask him to make him stand you's up (i know joey asked him too, but at least explain to him whats really going on)... then dont come up with lame excuses! sorry but i have to say it because he wont he'l just let it ride and get himself down more!
singing in harmony
we know whats left
to dream about
and the light
it shines a brighter
kinder o' understanding
and the dreams
of those who need
what's shared, a rescuing
so, where we meet
where we see
and thoughts are taking over
may i help you sir
i will share your fears
save your tears
may i help you sir
i guide you far
further than the dark
and when i help you sir
forgive me if you please
Blood pastes the walls and floors, leaving the girls mark stained in the carpets. This is where she hides and where she cried her confessions, knowing the walls will keep her secret screams. She looks into a scraped and shattered mirror and sees what she dreads: the ten thousand images of her pale, withdrawn and withered look. Here the reflections portrays blood shot eyes that have sunken into her skull, where her uglyness is hidden, for she hasn't eaten in days.
Here, most would seek pity in such a shameful look, a girl starved, crying for help yet speechless, but i see the beauty in her sorrow...
Yes, i do see your dramatic reactions to something so propostrous but you will have to understand the beauty of the soul and mind to understand true delicate beauty! I see how she is on the edge of life and whos mind put her there. Now there is the beauty, an asstrocity among many a murderous minds. He was a man who enjoyed to push her to the edge, telling her love was only achievable through paranoia, misconception of society's beauty and pain. Do you still understand?!?!
xX-acissej-Xx
jimmy eat world- bleed america! (felt it worthy as i promised no knives)
I'm not alone cause the TV's on yeah.
I'm not crazy cause I take the right pills everyday.
And rest, clean your conscience, clear your thoughts with
speyside with your grain.
Clean your conscience, clear your thoughts with speyside.
Salt, sweat, sugar on the asphalt.
Our hearts littering the topsoil.
Tune in and we can get the last call.
Our lives, our coal.
Salt, sweat, sugar on the asphalt.
Our hearts littering the topsoil.
Sign up it's the picket line or the parade.
Our lives.
I'm not alone cause the TV's on yeah.
I'm not crazy cause I take the right pills everyday.
And rest, clean your conscience, clear your thoughts with
speyside with your grain.
Clean your conscience, clear your thoughts with speyside.
Salt, sweat, sugar on the asphalt.
Our hearts littering the topsoil.
Tune in and we can get the last call.
Our lives, our coal.
Salt, sweat, sugar on the asphalt.
Our hearts littering the topsoil.
Sign up it's the picket line or the parade, our lives.
(I bled the) greed from my arm.
Won't they give it a rest now?
Salt, sweat, sugar on the asphalt.
Our hearts littering the topsoil.
Tune in and we can get the last call.
Salt, sweat, sugar on the asphalt, our hearts littering the
topsoil.
Sign up it's the picket line or the parade.
its such a shame to let the only thing matter go, but the thing is which we don't understand is why we argue constantly! we try to forget the argument but i know in 5 mins we will pick right back up where we left off! im sick of crying and lettin you down constantly... always being the dissapointment
theres still a little dissapointment in the air
theres still this change i have come to fear
not wanting to feel our goodbye kiss
not wanting to see our farewell tear
and when this is all you've known to have left
and when all you want is our world to not stray
feeling these are our lost whispered words
feeling these are our last hopes slipping away
pardon me- by incubus
i guess its a pyromanics famous way to die!
shouting these whipers while scarring
shouting these whispers
and still you strain not to hear
these whispers sound like dripping scars
these words make no sense to us
and here is where we feel the same
just at this point in time we feel my shame...
but still you pretend not to hear!
xX-AcisseJ-Xx
Everybody all my life has told me that i should take responsibility for my actions and they all used the favourite line 'it never is you is it?' Well what is the F*$#ing point when as soon as i do ask for something that involves me taking the responsibility you immediatly take it from me telling me im too young and don't know of the way the world works. Therefore i don't understand... you assume the position 'control freak' again! And i do the usual role of my life the 'dissapointmen
I try to understand but often get it wrong, mixed signals never go down well with a teenager! I do not understand why you don't value my opinion? I feel i should be allowed to stay over jasons house, i trust him and judge him to be good enough to and for me and you never have disaproved! I understood you quite liked him! I am 16 years of age and feel mentally old enough to stay at his house in a seperate room, in seperate beds, with seperate dreams and thoughts (we are different people that respect each other)! Though i can tell you with the permission to stay over does not give me your consent to sleep with Jason (i know your ideals i guess)... you seem to forget that is up to us and you will never have control of that, and no matter how strong our feelings are i don't stick my head in the sand, i know what i want and what i feel. I also dont understand wouldn't you want me to have sex in a loving relationship eventually where there are strong feelings not just a fling! I feel it appropriate you let me grow up and i also feel i cannot talk to you or can never say this to you... for far many reasons prevent me! One day i hope you understand and hope you don't take this the wrong way.. and i can understand why you would want me to wait till after my GCSE's put whats stopping me then?
stop where we stand
to hold you united
fragile as we fall
screaming as we hate
what we do to ourselves
and do onto others
wait as you what thwe clouds
close the doors
and the magnoila curtains
where are pupils never learn..
when this is all we have... we we both doubt what makes us happy, knowing it is good but the worst thing about us both! then to tell me my worst fear: you used to be in love with the girl who i feared you'd ever love? but you don't know how long for... what am i to do but weep? I cried myself into nightmares where i saw the edge of the cliff for me to jump, where you two strolled together smiling laughing and kissing...
stupid thing is it was the dream the night before that you had told me, and i had cried when i feel asleep through the night and when i was to wake.....
shal i just give into your rain... and listen to th complaints that demoralize me leaving me bare and feeling unwanted....
you watched her walking out the house little knowing i would walk with her... even if i couldnt leave! i know this hurts you more than you could ever hurt me..... goodbye!
your not obliged to forgive me
but somehow you always pull through
your not required to love me
but somehow you love me like i love you
your not kept in a confining cage
but you stick by my side, one and two
its not necessary to need me
but i know i need you...
wrote on a spur of the moment type thing lol.... dedicated to jas xxxx
It is an unsual feeling to pack yourself into a lifeless brown, hard and unforgiving cardboard box. Tears streaked down my face as i thought about becoming the 'stranger' again, against my will... and whats worse is saying goodbye. I bared my walls of its posters, drawings and little scriptures and tucked in all the furniture. My room was naked and i felt so vunerable knowing that isn't my space anymore. I have no place to seek sanctuary, or spill my thoughts.
I dread my last hug and kiss goodbye, knowing it will be the best feeling knowing how much all my friends care, that overwhelming sense of pride that i belong... to then feel it ripped away from me like lies from a murderer's mouth. I feel like my guts are gonna spill into my lap because i feel so ill from heartache! My eyes sting and my throat is swollen and now i feel i cannot stop the tears! This is the biggest mistake my family has ever made i hope they realise what they are doing... tearing me apart, unsetteling the unsettled and depressed teenager... one day we can all hope!
Does it make you envy?
does it make you proud
to talk the world into a paper bag?
spotty stain of im ok your not ok,
yes men too can be on the rag.
Im in over my head i need a pick me up,
its easy to get high when your standing on our backs man,
will anything ever be good enough for you
stand on your own hold your water if you can.
The rides over, did you enjoy yourself,
the rides over fairing well?
The rides over, did you enjoy yourself
the rides over fairing well
not in my time.
It isnt fair to mention,
but it awes the crowd.. your fictional plastic alibis
take another hit,
steal another life
d'ya ever meet a leech who was good at goodbyes
Hey when you were down
i always picked you up
why didnt i recognise that everything
was never fine
im kicking myself that i shared
spit with you!
so fuck yourself and fuck this
bleeding heart of mine
just how im feeling, depressed and its unusual... ive been ill but i feel fine just like whats the point with just trying to make everything good for you when i can't even make sense!