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[02 Mar 2006|03:56am] |
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was Goldfrapp. |
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Holy shit, I can't believe there playing Goldfrapp on VH1.
I can't believe there playing videos on VH1, period.
I mean, it is ONLY 4 in the morning, everyone is up at this time to watch it. har har.
Cheers. (~.~)
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| Yeah, yeah... |
[11 Dec 2005|11:25pm] |
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Fall Out Boy |
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OK, so I like Fall Out Boy, and I have a crush on the lead singer, even though he's balding. I blame only Raina and Chris for this. Shit.
Cheers. (~.~)
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4 Lucky bastards Have a go luv
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| Ginger Kids... |
[10 Nov 2005|11:22pm] |
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The Beatles |
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After Saturday I'm hibernating for the winter. So if you want to see me, I suggest you call me to come over because that's the only way. Many things to do. Need to have time and to be alone to do them.
"She's not a girl who misses much
Do do do do do do- oh yea!
She's well acquainted with the touch of the velvet hand
Like a lizard on a window pane
The man in the crowd with the multicoloured mirrors
On his hobnail boots
Lying with his eyes while his hands are busy
Working overtime
A soap impression of his wife which he ate
And donated to the National Trust
I need a fix 'cause I'm going down
Down to the bits that I left uptown
I need a fix cause I'm going down
Mother Superior jumped the gun
Mother Superior jumped the gun
Mother Superior jumped the gun
Mother Superior jumped the gun
Happiness is a warm gun
Happiness is a warm gun, momma
When I hold you in my arms
And I feel my finger on your trigger
I know nobody can do me no harm
Because happiness is a warm gun, momma
Happiness is a warm gun
-Yes it is.
Happiness is a warm, yes it is...
Gun!
Well don't ya know that happiness is a warm gun, momma?"
Cheers. (~.~)
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1 Lucky bastard Have a go luv
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| Dreams... |
[22 Oct 2005|03:04am] |
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Now here you go again
You say you want your freedom
Well who am I to keep you down
It’s only right that you should
Play the way you feel it
But listen carefully to the sound
Of your loneliness
Like a heartbeat.. drives you mad
In the stillness of remembering what you had
And what you lost...
And what you had...
And what you lost
Thunder only happens when it’s raining
Players only love you when they’re playing
Say... women... they will come and they will go
When the rain washes you clean... you’ll know
Now here I go again, I see the crystal visions
I keep my visions to myself
It’s only me
Who wants to wrap around your dreams and...
Have you any dreams you’d like to sell?
Dreams of loneliness...
Like a heartbeat... drives you mad...
In the stillness of remembering what you had...
And what you lost...
And what you had...
And what you lost
Thunder only happens when it’s raining
Players only love you when they’re playing
Say... women... they will come and they will go
When the rain washes you clean... you’ll know
Cheers. (~.~)
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2 Lucky bastards Have a go luv
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| "We've all been in one situation, or another we regreat"... |
[17 Oct 2005|02:29am] |
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You have got to be kidding me! |
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Sloan |
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It's ALWAYS the nice ones you have to watch out for. They're the worst kind. They lead you on to believe that they're nice, or they just lead you on, period. This makes those "nice people" the exact replica of what they hate.
Heres a little bit of advice. For all you fuckwit asshole men, or I should say, boys, if you have a girlfriend, just fucking say so. If things are on the rocks, or on the brink of breaking off between you and your girlfriend, don't throw me lines until there is closure on your pending relationship. I don't know where you men get off thinking that I would be "the other woman." Go fuck yourselves.
You're too old to be playing stupid games.
For my past: You are just about old enough to know better.
You stupid, stupid fucks.
Cheers. (~.~)
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8 Lucky bastards Have a go luv
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| Piss on you, and all your legs... |
[15 Sep 2005|08:51pm] |
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Depeche Mode |
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So, I'm sick. Fantastic. Bunch of ginge.
I hope that centipede burns at the hands of Emily's Dad in the flames of hell.
I sprayed the shit out of the grand-pappy of centipedes lastnight, and as a result of breathing in reminisce of the spray, I feel like shit.
So, thanks a lot you bastard centipede.
Cheers. (~.~)
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| Another late night chat with Mr. Lickers... |
[14 Sep 2005|03:18am] |
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Pet Shop Boys |
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Chris: if i were to tell u that all the times i mysteriously disappeared was because i dress up like a super her o and fight crime would u believe me
Me: yes....
Chris: excellent
Me: you're captin x's and o's you be huggin and kissin niggas up!
Chris: queerist...hero...ever
Me: lol
Me: cheers.
Chris: goodnight citizen mandi
Cheers. (~.~)
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| Well, considering how sensitive I am... |
[13 Sep 2005|02:08pm] |
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I can sit here and honestly admit that I've talked shit (a lot of it isn't nice, believe me) about every single one of my friends.
Can you?
I've even admitted to the ones I've talked shit about that I have. It wasn't that hard.
If someone has something to say to me, good or bad, big deal or not, just fucking say it.
Also just know how middle-school this is, and know that I find out everything.
I'm the last person anyone should talk shit about.
Remember that.
Cheers. (~.~)
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1 Lucky bastard Have a go luv
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| They played my shit... |
[02 Sep 2005|01:55am] |
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I'm in a good mood damnit. |
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Coldplay |
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Coldplay was awesome.
The show just so happened to fall on my dear friend Erica Butrys Birthday!
Happy Birthday Sugar Tits!!!
They played "White Shadows" and "Green Eyes," a song, which I was told, they never play.
Made my night.
Hope I didn't drive Casey nuts.
I was super excited.
Cheers. (~.~)
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| This song makes me hot... |
[23 Aug 2005|10:14pm] |
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Depeche Mode |
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Let me take you on a trip
Around the world and back
And you won't have to move
You just sit still
Now let your mind do the walking
And let my body do the talking
Let me show you the world in my eyes
I'll take you to the highest mountain
To the depths of the deepest sea
We won't need a map, believe me
Now let my body do the moving
And let my hands do the soothing
Let me show you the world in my eyes
That's all there is
Nothing more than you can feel now
That's all there is
Let me put you on a ship
On a long, long trip
Your lips close to my lips
All the islands in the ocean
All the heaven's in the motion
Let me show you the world in my eyes
That's all there is
Nothing more than you can touch now
That's all there is
Let me show you the world in my eyes
Cheers. (~.~)
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| Alright Raina, since I was tagged... |
[23 Aug 2005|02:47am] |
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"list five songs that you are currently digging - it doesn't matter what genre they are from, whether they have words, or even if they're not any good, but they must be songs you're really enjoying right now. post these instructions and the five songs (with artist) in your blog. then tag five people to see what they're listening to."
1. Guilt Is a Useless Emotion - New Order
2. Heartbeat - Annie
3. Time Stands Still - Cut Copy
4. Get Up and Use Me (cover) - Franz Ferdinand
5. Your Joy Is My Low - I Am X
5 people to tag...... not you, not even you, no one, not him, not her.
Cheers. (~.~)
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