Tuesday, August 16, 2005

Broken

Hard To Say I'm Sorry
Chicago
"Everybody needs a little time away,"
I heard her say,
"from each other."
"Even lover's need a holiday
far away from each other."

Hold me now.
It's hard for me to say I'm sorry.
I just want you to stay.

After all that we've been through,
I will make it up to you. I promise to.
And after all that's been said and done,
You're just the part of me I can't let go.

Couldn't stand to be kept away
just for the day
from your body.
Wouldn't wanna be swept away,
far away from the one that I love.

Hold me now.
It's hard for me to say I'm sorry.
I just want you to know.

Hold me now.
I really want to tell you I'm sorry.
I could never let you go.

After all that we've been through,
I will make it up to you. I promise to.
And after all that's been said and done,
You're just the part of me I can't let go.

After all that we've been through,
I will make it up to you. I promise to.

You're gonna be the lucky one.

Tuesday, August 9, 2005

lost

terribly hungry..
havnt eaten..
wud provide more gross personal details but not really in the mood..

so i was thinking..
tat id wanna (wanted to actually) do this..
snail mail this i mean..
to someone

Dear XXXX,

Hi. Guess who?

SigningOff.

P.S. No attempting to figure out my identity through phone, or msn, or any means other than snail mail.
P.P.S. That means you have to figure out who I am, and obtain my address, and then send your reply.. Trial n error dude.
P.P.P.S. Oh and you have a deadline. Two weeks. To reach me that is. That means one week to figure it out and send it.
P.P.P.P.S. I really talk too much dont I?

...........

you know what?
forget it.
im sorry im lame.
really dun feel like going on..
nobody cares anyways..
dumb letter..
dumb me...

anyways. I scratched the idea in a sec. (So it WAsnT a Sec!! Big Bloody Deal!!! Get Off my Back!!!)
for obvious (oBious) reasons.
its L A M E !
who wud even bother...
who wud...

den i decided to put it up here..
because i have nothing better to do..
wow.
how i hate myself.
hmm..

starving..

i give up..

me

i am a duty.
an obligation.



i know i havnt blogged in ages..
sometimes it jus happens..
nothing to blog about..
nothing to say..
or sometimes some little thing that can be said pops up..
but the limbs do not get to work..
the brain creates excueses..
clouds the mind..

i have nothing to say..

or maybe..

i just dont want to say it..