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Blue Pastures
hello soundtrack to my life.
10/01/08 at 10:40 AM by so typical




This outside weather reminds me why i need a person like you.
Tags: TEN, Autumn, ?
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Where do we get the idea that its ever coming back..
09/26/08 at 08:33 AM by so typical
Alex: Love makes you do crazy things, insane things. Things in a million years you'd never see yourself do. But there you are doing them... can't help it.


You don't get much restraint out of a broken seatbelt. You don't get very far with out gas in your tank. Love just doesn't make out well when you're steering off the road. We're past the point of deers in our headlights, past the point of being rescued. Dissolution is an everyday occurance, the impact serves as a constant reminder that things that bend also fold and you're left with the makings of something you don't want to hold on to. When the world is off discussing more pressing matters, the ruins of something bigger, i can only make it seem microscopic next to this. All these precarious moments, if only they could flee faster, if only it could move with out pause, i'm not afraid of falling anymore but atleast let me catch a break and hit every green light on the way down. You continue in making your maladjustments, pretending your laments are justified. I told you that i could be here forever unless leaving was with in reason and if it would so happen to make its way around i would dead you once and for all.

"We all bloom faster in an oncoming disaster
and I will let this hurt"
Tags: Wicker Park, Northstar, Nada Mas
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dissappear behind these walls, they're beautiful.
09/24/08 at 07:24 PM by so typical







Two wrongs don't make a right.
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"they say i can leave heaven now..."
09/21/08 at 10:53 AM by so typical
My introduction to never is like spoiling the ruffles in your dress, we keep our pockets filled with emptiness, our only cherished earnings scraping the asphalt. We stay up all night building on the the anticlimactic, the artic like temper falling on our Autumn set. You know how we inhale the odorless, colorless, and only fill in the blanks where we can bind each others regrets, straighten our bones, breaking each others parallel thoughts with a touch even further removed. I knew you'd make me leave, leaving your hair dryer on the dresser, the blinds open because the sun makes you feel like a brand new day.


" theres god, theres me, theres saturn, theres me, forget everything in between...


theres a mirror thats never seen a face in a room that takes up space, theres a journal with a lock of hair, theres a feather that never found the air, they say i can leave heaven now..."
Tags: northstar, northstar, northstar
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Eff what you know.
09/20/08 at 07:56 AM by so typical
I find you a lot less convenient these days.



" please understand that you had a chance, you had all the time, all the time in the world, please understand that you had a chance, you had all the time, all the time in the world, you don't listen "
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all factual, all actual, now they looking at me, eyes all glassy now.
09/07/08 at 08:55 AM by so typical
They say word on the street is somebody has a new walk.
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muťstreme algo imposible
09/05/08 at 03:45 PM by so typical






...i'm going in circles, covering enough ground, to create a pond for us.
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perdone,
09/02/08 at 11:25 PM by so typical
amantes no viven para siempre..


we are traders, as we play this game of sabotage..
we are excuses for a better life, like excuses to be strangers..
we are abondoned, we are in ruin..
we are all wasted nine lives of a cat, barely hanging from a fence, whiskey in our cups..
Tags: on letting go
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if you leave..
09/01/08 at 11:05 AM by so typical
I'm still getting a bulldog named brooklyn, i was in love with the idea and maybe that way i can feel like forever still happened.
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don't weigh my lust like its love.
08/30/08 at 08:11 AM by so typical
I never predicted this to go far, taking you at face value. Street corner naysayers can see right through you doll and i only paint you up like a pin-up after a tall glass of 90 proof on the rocks. My teeth only scrape yours, my fingers only find you, because im under my world, and you're the hell that accomodates me. You'll never be permenant, just a subtle sting and a burn that faintly warms my body, but a scar you'll never be. You're so common place with the common fear that you're never quite good, never quite the factor that factors in the dreams you like to dream. You grind against the opposition, settling your eyes on reactions you'll never see, you come in pieces searching to be made whole, to be existential, but the laws that govern our ideals cause me to be crude, cause me to be cruel, and you'll never walk the same, talking you're self through the motions while i'll be the idee fixe you couldn't shake. The greeting and the goodbye, waving off your unearnest pleas, distancing myself from the glistening of rear-view mirror stars, yep i know a golden opportunity and a street that never meets its end, i know the inches inbetween your skirt and your knees, i know you better then you know yourself and how your face always gives you away but its all just a tally and a notch. You should know better than to treat a gut feeling like your coming of age, baby you're blessed enough not knowing a thing, you're at the burning edge of that ciggarette, you're at the bitter cusp of that glass, you're on my last nerve thinking i could love you like this.


"If this is the end
and these white coats and this medicine
is my new comfort zone
and my new best friend.

shall we cue the violins
cos' this life is made of violence
sixteen, he's already on his way
next victim the clouds and the pearly gates

when the room goes quiet
nobody knows
and its all your fault
and its all your fault

wish that i was younger
wish that i was smart enough
to keep my composure
keep my head straight

oh you can be my headache
and i'll make your name famous
you say.
showing you just how cool he is
the powders could be the catalyst

when the room goes quiet
nobody knows what to say
and the room goes quiet
and they don't (and its all your fault)
and its all your fault

When the room goes quiet
nobody knows what to say
this is the part when we say what a shame
this is the part where we shoulder all the blame

my friends owe it to themselves
to get a grip and cherish their good health
don't want the room to go quiet
and have to think of things to say

when the room goes quiet (goes quiet)
and the room goes
and its all your fault
and its all your fault"
Tags: alcohol, bad intentions, youmeatsix
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honesto.
08/15/08 at 10:44 AM by so typical
I haven't seen you in so long and tomorrow just feels like its decades away. I never meant for things to fall the way they did, self absorbed and waiting at your door step, i never wanted to be cocked and loaded making you the victim of a discharge from my mishandling hands. I wanted to aim high, fail and fall exhausted in your arms, no ones ever had it this good, no ones ever been this scared- the fear sits on my tongue, my senses have never been burned so badly, life has just become a string of cursory chores, waking up despondent, alarming the clocks when i've woken up to early to be true, to tired to even care...my pain is self inflicted, an anathema that dances so proudly, when all i want is to be swept away, but how quickly i forget that was my job, and now i've got you sitting like a heap on the floor, while i pray for amnesty, while i suffer the saline taste of this..i just want to pick you up, i just want to carry you away, i just want to leave the bags behind, brave the kiss that would make this all ok...i can't tell you how much i kill myself everyday for testing forever, for losing my balance, for losing territory, for teetering out of your line of sight. your my everything,a breathless undertaking, the dearest to my heart..




" where are thou, i've dressed up this canvas skin, painted it
something colorful, self inflicted surgery is now routine,
it erases all traces, faces"


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you me at six.
08/11/08 at 01:40 PM by so typical





when we're only passionate drunks, what else did you expect?
Tags: drunk love, you me at six
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Distance.
08/05/08 at 10:25 AM by so typical
When the sun fades and the sky turns to shade please don't turn me down. Don't make this seem easy love, because i won't follow my heart when stars streak across the overpass and there is more worth looking at. You know how quickly my mind grows faint with the idea as distance always carries you further then i could.


Tags: NOF, Distance
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A Fox in The Garden.
07/26/08 at 12:49 PM by so typical






"Iím no one to trust
Iíve got a brand new pen
and I drink too much

There I was like a holy lantern
I was held up bright but
I was held up battered
You know, you know, you know Iíll burn out soon

There you were like Sunday mass
all the boring little hymns that'll never pass
You know, you know, you know

Donít go to bed in the garden
Iíll be throwing apples away
when no ones awake

There I was like the devilís mouth
with a terrible lie that I want to announce
you know, you know, you know Iíll burn out soon

There you were like a broken lamb
your eyes they shut not to, open again until
you know, you know that Iíve burnt through"
Tags: paper rival
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you gamine, are a wonderful nightmare.
07/24/08 at 10:40 AM by so typical
Nothing here changes, to remain relevant we'll remain broken.



[oneword]

I'm a cut below the rest, torn never so gently because we have no need to be safe with me, when the sweat drips from your hands, just remember its not the guilt but the pressure you exert when you cut me out.


"Weak sister, put on your nightgown
Walk out west and watch the valley drink the sun down
If nothing's changing, nothing's breaking
Make your way to bed
Weak sister, have sweet dreams
Of throwing things and parts
And parts of things at no one
Nothing's changing, nothing's breaking
Please go back to bed



You want this, you need that
You're better off alone
You need this, you want that
You're better off alone

Weak sister, take off your nightgown
Get in the water, wash off all the nightmares
Everything is changing, nothing's breaking
You can't sit still
All we are is incomplete
Waiting for the chance to wait forever
You are responsible

You want this, you need that
You're better off alone
You need this, you want that
You're better off alone

Weak sister, take off your nightgown
Get in the water, wash off all the nightmares
Everything is changing, nothing's breaking
You can't sit still
All we are is incomplete
Waiting for the chance to wait forever
You are responsible

You want this, you need that
You're better off alone
You need this, you want that
You're better off alone

Weak sister, close your eyes
Lay your burdens down and fall asleep
Life starts again tomorrow
Nothing is changing, nothing is breaking

You want this, you need that
You need this to want that

You're better off alone
Better off alone"
Tags: paper rival, being replaced
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