okay now im with jed. i dont know if im with with or just with him. i love you jed. haha just a couple of hours ago some fool called to say i won 1,000 bananas that would be delivered at 9 pm sharp and a free house renovation. amazing.
Sometimes I find myself sittin' back and reminiscing
Especially when I have to watch other people kissin'
And I remember when you started callin' me your miss's
All the play fightin', all the flirtatious disses
I'd tell you sad stories about my childhood
I dont why I trusted you but I knew that I could
We'd spend the whole weekend lying in our own dirt
I was just so happy in your boxers and your t-shirt
Chorus
Dreams, dreams
Of when we had just started things
Dreams of you and meIt seems, it seems
That I can't shake those memories
I wonder if you have the same dreams too
The littlest things that take me there
I know it sounds lame but its so true
I know its not right, but it seems unfair
That the things are reminding me of you
Sometimes I wish we could just pretend
Even if for only one weekendSo come on, tell me
Is this the end?
Drinkin' tea in bed
Watching dvd's
When I discovered all your dirty grotty magazines
You take me out shopping and all we'd buy is trainers
As if we ever needed anything to entertain us
The first time that you introduced me to your friends
And you could tell I was nervous, so you held my hand
When I was feeling down, you made that face you do
No one in the world that could replace you
Chorus
Dreams, dreams
Of when we had just started things
Dreams of me and youIt seems, it seems
That I can't shake those memories
I wonder if you feel the same way too
The littlest things that take me there
I know it sounds lame but its so true
I know its not right, but it seems unfair
That the things remind me of you
Sometimes I wish we could just pretend
Even if for only one weekend
So come on, tell me
the tighter you hold on to me the more disgusted i grow
you think you have this hold on me
but all you really have is this
me and your sliver of a memory
i fell hard but now ive gotten back up again
ive come to see the error of my ways
i know i dont deserve this
ive seen better days
ill always love what you were
but what you are will always leave me hanging
ill never again go searching
for your empty sighs
dont waste your lustful breaths on me
dont bother asking for booty calls
the sex wasnt that good
and your breath smelled like shit
(you smoke too much oblivion)
dont expect me to lay here waiting
i aim to please but pleased you were too soon
you left me hanging
short of breath and wanting
you couldnt satisfy
live up to your name man-whore
your egotistic MAGIC WAND
screaming for more i say no more no more
ill rage, rage against the dying of delight
On Blueberry-Flavored Anything
It occurred to me that we all ought to join together to attack other countries. What has that got to do with Blueberry-Flavored Anything, you may ask? OK. When the grass was still green and the sky still blue life was a little more peaceful. It did not occur to me back then what it is all about. So that's that. Although it felt more like a dream to me then. Nothing like another blogger. Which isn't something I post about usually, but...
i went to see flyboys. nice. cool planes. first time out in 4days. the stupid bagyo sucks like hell. still have a cold. me adn gab two months next week. What of it? haaay, what will happen next?
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