| I knew a guy... |
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Who sat on a cactus... man what an idiot he was.
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| Gonna find another place... maybe one I can stand |
[28 Aug 2005|06:32pm] |
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Ice age heat wave can't complain If the world's at large why should I remain Walked away to another plane Gonna find another place maybe one I can stand
I move on to another day To a whole new town with a whole new way Went to the porch to have a thought Got to the door and again, I couldn't stop
You don't know where and you don't know when But you still got your words and you got your friends Walk along to another day Work a little harder work another way
Well, Uh Uh baby I ain't got no plan We'll float on maybe would you understand Gonna float on maybe would you understand Well float on maybe would you understand
The days get shorter and the nights get cold I like the autumn but this place is getting old I pack up my belongings and I head for the coast It might not be alot but I feel like I'm making the most The days get longer and the nights smell green I guess it's not surprising but it's spring and I should leave
I like songs about drifters, books about the same They both seem to make me feel a little less insane Walked on off to another spot I still haven't gotten anywhere that I want Did I want love did I need to know Why does it always feel like I'm caught in an undertow
The moths beat themselves to death against the lights Adding their breeze to the summer nights Outside water like air was great I didn't know what I had that day Walk a little farther to another plan You said that you did but you didn't understand
I know that starting over is not what life's about But my thoughts were so loud I couldn't hear my mouth My thoughts were so loud I couldn't hear my mouth My thoughts were so loud -Modest Mouse
This Video has inspired me to do what I need to do... Basically... stop calling me... I'm trying to move on to a new place... find a new space... and stop being such a disgrace. If you have hung out with me in the past, I don't want you to try anymore... I just need to get away from everything... So I need everyone to stop worrying about me, and stop calling me.. If you do call me, I probably won't pick up unless you mean alot to me. I might delete this journal while I'm at it... or I may just delete all of my friends... I'm not really sure yet. Anyway, thanks for being around guys... but it's time for me to help myself. I look forward to seeing you guys again once I have completed the process. Until then, farewell.
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[17 Jan 2005|05:46pm] |
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I can't stand to be myself anymore. I hate the way I look. I hate the way I act. I hate the way I am. I hate me.
</3 Tim
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Boxcar Racer - I Feel So |
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I am very dissapointed by this live journal; i just wrote a whole big thing on auditions, and it deleted it all. Honestly, I would rather just update my own little website with a kickass layout made with fireworks, dreamweaver, and my trusty notepad. Die LJ!
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