i can't let you be
cause your beauty won't allow me
wrapped in white sheets
like an angel from a bedtime story
shut out what they say
cause your friends are fucked up anyway
and when they come around
somehow they feel up and you feel down

when we were kids
we hated things our parents did
we listened low
to casey kasem's radio show
that's when friends were nice
to think of them just makes you feel nice
the smell of grass in spring
and october leaves cover everything

have you forgotten how to love yourself?

i can't believe all the good things that you do for me
sat back in a chair
like a princess from a faraway place
nobody's nice
when you're older your heart turns to ice
and shut out what they say
they're too dumb to mean it anyway

when we were kids
we hated things our sisters did
backyard summer pools
and christmases were beautiful
and the sentiment
of coloured mirrored ornaments
and the open drapes
look out on frozen farmhouse landscapes

have you forgotten how to love yourself?
Red House Painters, Have You Forgotten?

Sometimes I ache and ache for no reason at all.

I think I need a vacation.

 do you have an opinion?
a mind of your own?
i thought you were special
i thought you should know
but i've run out of patience
i couldn't care less
Garbage, Special

I was Shirley Manson in a past life. I bet you are all jealous.

[refer to song quote below. nyah.]

Same day, much much later.

I HOPE YOU GUYS ARE HAPPY.

I'ma go to bed now.

dont' get your back up over this
if i'm so wrong and you're so right
you really got your mind made up i guess
won't you let me get some sleep tonight?
Sarah Harmer, Don't Get Your Back Up

I've been getting flack from both S and M to "freakin update the page already!" So I am going to do so. Today. I PROMISE.

ciao