Today. I feel quite cheered up. Why you ask? Why am I sad? Well, as I told vicki, I had a little problem with say... my extremely fucked up love life. It consists of guys I like who either die, leave or are already married. Sucks? You bet.
Anyways, thanks to vicki and her listening ear (yes, thank you vicki, I love ya!) I am feeling better. A lot better, in fact... i could break out into a little song and a little dance. But I won't ;P.
Another thing that made me feel good about myself...well another person I mean... is Brian. Yeah, Brian... if you're gonna read this. Thanks. You unknowingly (or maybe you're my angel and you did it purposefully) made me feel like I'm needed =)... yeah... here's the little thingie you wrote, i didnt wanna edit it coz its ur work... I said I wanted to put it on my blog so here it is:
when i'm at the guitar, i'm lost in space.
the world is a dying place.
i'm the only one risen above.
the world is drowning in the storm,
and waves crash against it's surface.
i am lifted high up on angel's wings.
the huge storm sends lightning through space,
but they can't harm me.
I am invincible when the guitar is in my hands.
What i want to say, is what the guitar plays
.the speakers are in my mouth.
*Stargazer*
watched the stars @
*2:35 AM*
SANTA MONICA In santa monica in the winter time The lazy streets so undemanding I walk into the crowd In santa monica you get your Coffee from The coolest places on the Promenade Where people dress just so Beauty so unavoidable everywhere You turn It’s there I sit and wonder what am i Doing here But on the telephone line i Am anyone I am anything I want to be I could be a super model or Norman mailer And you wouldn’t know the Difference Or would you In santa monica all the people got Modern names Like jake or mandy And modern bodies too In santa monica on the boulevard You’ll have to dodge those In line skaters Or they’ll knock you down I never felt so lonely Never felt so out of place I never wanted something more Than this But on the telephone line i Am anyone I am anything I want to be I could be a super model or Norman mailer And you wouldn’t know the Difference On the telephone line I am Any height I am any age I want to be I could be a caped crusader or Space invader And you wouldn’t know The difference Or would you
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