Friday, December 16, 2005
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It was over 15 waking minutes before I thought of Ben today. This is good.
I keep imagining myself standing, and behind me is a group of all my friends and loved ones, and as I get punched in the gut by Ben (ie every time I think of him), my friends are there, ready to catch me and keep me on my feet. This is a good feeling, and is making the blows less and less strong. I'm on the mend. Still not healed by any stretch, but on the mend.
Grant gave me a foot care spa package as a CHRISTMAS PRESENT!! I was completely taken aback and pleasantly surprised. I care for him very much.
I keep imagining myself standing, and behind me is a group of all my friends and loved ones, and as I get punched in the gut by Ben (ie every time I think of him), my friends are there, ready to catch me and keep me on my feet. This is a good feeling, and is making the blows less and less strong. I'm on the mend. Still not healed by any stretch, but on the mend.
Grant gave me a foot care spa package as a CHRISTMAS PRESENT!! I was completely taken aback and pleasantly surprised. I care for him very much.
// posted by MSR @ 8:52 AM 
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I can't believe I'm posting these lyrics from a Boy George song (gahhh!) which I recently came across, but here goes...
YOU'RE NOT THE ONE
no...
don't speak
i'm not listening
to you
i was dreaming
we'd be together
while you played me
like some kind of fool
eyes that flicker
so full of promise
what you say
it ain't what you do
if i knew what you wanted
we'd be unstoppable
i'd taste the danger...
but you dance with no future
and you smile
like a stranger
you're not the one
i'd taste the danger
fragile beauty
words fail us
as they always do
out of reach now
lost in silence
now i'm lost in you
if i only knew what you wanted...
but you dance with no future
and you smile
like a stranger
you're not the one
you're not the one
YOU'RE NOT THE ONE
no...
don't speak
i'm not listening
to you
i was dreaming
we'd be together
while you played me
like some kind of fool
eyes that flicker
so full of promise
what you say
it ain't what you do
if i knew what you wanted
we'd be unstoppable
i'd taste the danger...
but you dance with no future
and you smile
like a stranger
you're not the one
i'd taste the danger
fragile beauty
words fail us
as they always do
out of reach now
lost in silence
now i'm lost in you
if i only knew what you wanted...
but you dance with no future
and you smile
like a stranger
you're not the one
you're not the one
# posted by 
: 11:51 AM
: 11:51 AM
Ooooh, me too. I wanna post song lyrics.
Here's a rather poetic post-breakup tune by Pearl Jam (but I've changed the shes to hes for added effect). I wanted to send you these lyrics earlier but I forgot.
Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of clay
Were laid spread out before me as his body once did
All five horizons revolved around his soul
As the earth to the sun
Now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn
And all I taught him was everything
I know he gave me all that he wore
And now my bitter hands chafe beneath the clouds of what was everything
The pictures have all been washed in black,
tattooed everything...
I take a walk outside
I’m surrounded by some kids at play
I can feel their laughter, so why do I sear
And twisted thoughts that spin round my head
I’m spinning, oh, I’m spinning
How quick the sun can drop away
And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass of what was everything
All the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...
Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I’ll ever be...
I know someday you’ll have a beautiful life,
I know you’ll be a star
In somebody else’s sky, but why
Why, why can’t it be, why can’t it be mine?
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Here's a rather poetic post-breakup tune by Pearl Jam (but I've changed the shes to hes for added effect). I wanted to send you these lyrics earlier but I forgot.
Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of clay
Were laid spread out before me as his body once did
All five horizons revolved around his soul
As the earth to the sun
Now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn
And all I taught him was everything
I know he gave me all that he wore
And now my bitter hands chafe beneath the clouds of what was everything
The pictures have all been washed in black,
tattooed everything...
I take a walk outside
I’m surrounded by some kids at play
I can feel their laughter, so why do I sear
And twisted thoughts that spin round my head
I’m spinning, oh, I’m spinning
How quick the sun can drop away
And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass of what was everything
All the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...
Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I’ll ever be...
I know someday you’ll have a beautiful life,
I know you’ll be a star
In somebody else’s sky, but why
Why, why can’t it be, why can’t it be mine?
# posted by : 5:25 PM
: 5:25 PM 
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