<< tell me how i got this far ; [GS] `-
Sunday, September 10, 2006
GENN thinks like ya.
hahhaha
ive been thinking and ya
ive practically spent my holiday in skool
like what the tianzies right?
yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
so horrigheeeeeble.
tuesday-friday can?
been in skool
like 8 hours.
terrigheeeeeeeeeeeble like horrigheeeeeeeeeeeble right
so while im here sitting dwn complaining.
im listening to emery's- walls.
and really cant decipher whats hes screaming about at first
then i realise.
ahahahahahahha now i know whats it about
heh hehe hehehe
wakkakaakakkakszzzzzzzzzzzz
oooh hardgay has new videos! hahaaa
i didnt notice please.
hahhahha some have blocked content so poor GENN cant watch.
lollll now i think harda gay feeever is spreading through singapore.
ahhaha wasnt really known a few months back
and joost intro that show t me
but "dramamama" thought its too explict for me.
as in girls lah.a
ahahah but i swear i dont care.
just for the fun of it : D
anyhoos
heres a song to end off this post.
GENN//
Are you listening?
We write a thousand pages, they're torn and on the floor
Headlights hammer the windows, we're locked behind these doors
And we are never leaving, this place is part of us
And all these scenes repeating are cold to the touch
My hands seem to deceive me
When I'm nervous or when I'm healthy.
The sceneries are drawn.
They hang here from the walls dear,
Painting pictures, bleeding colors,
They're blank at the windows.
Sometimes it gets so hard to breathe.
Your eyes see right through me.
These fights with your arms left beside.
It's one thing and one more says goodnight.
You've got the map come get to me.
These knuckles break before they bleed.
Tear out these veins that own my heart.
This skin that wears your lasting marks.
I've built these walls come get to me, come get to me.
Is this your lesson, a slight discretion,
The lines that keep you, the lines that sweep you.
Lock the doors from the inside.
Your face is so contagious, it wears announcements,
It leaves me breathless, i won't forget this.
I won't forget
Sometimes it gets so hard to breathe
Your eyes see right through me
Let the walls have their say [let the walls have their say] [x4]...
There's no conversation, words without remorse
And this television drowns the only source
Wake from these dreams of you in my arms
To the staircase where you hold my heart
This place, these walls mean everything to me.
<< im begging; ` [x]
1:35 AM
teach me to feel; please *
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