shit.my head still hurts and i’m loving it…i’m all tied up in masochism…
yeah,whatever makes you happy!:D
i don’t know what had gotten in me last night. f***, i was crying and trying to laugh at the same time…makes me gag,but hey, i felt like I was really living my label as a “psycho”. You know the feeling that there’s something inside you that’s wanting to explode? Well, you may have a slight idea what it might be, but you’re damn scared to know because if you try to find out, you know it’s gonna be an absolute crapshoot…so you end up feeling helpless…feeling like an infested shit that can’t do anything about its stinking, lingering smell. Ahhh! It’s eating me up and Weltsch has to forgive me for being such a wailing baby once again.
I think I’ll be able to write again after our “big day” [first anniversary] and mumble about how everything went… I wish I could finally will myself to write about US. After all, he doesn’t have any access to my blog. Yes, you’re right. It’s my stuff and I don’t want him to be sniffing around my territory…. nope.not on this one. You know I’ve been totally honest with him, but I wanna keep some things in private and not to be violated. Bwahahaha! And for everyone who reAds this one, I want you to know that I still have a journal book for my eyes only. Hehehe… That’s what you call TOTAL privacy.hehe…. leave me in peace.
Splendor-I Think God Can Explain
There’s a lot of things I understand
And there’s a lot of things that
I don’t want to know
But you’re the only face I recognize
It’s so damn sweet of you
to look me in the eyes
And there’s a lot of things that
I don’t want to know
But you’re the only face I recognize
It’s so damn sweet of you
to look me in the eyes
It’s alright, I’m OK
I think God can explain
I believe I’m the same
I get caried away
It’s alright, I’m OK
I think God can explain
I’m relieved I’m relaxed
I’ll get over it yet
I think God can explain
I believe I’m the same
I get caried away
It’s alright, I’m OK
I think God can explain
I’m relieved I’m relaxed
I’ll get over it yet
The sent of gasoline
in the summertime
The feel of an icecube
Melting overtime
The world seems bigger
Than both of us
Yet it seems so small
when I begin to cry
in the summertime
The feel of an icecube
Melting overtime
The world seems bigger
Than both of us
Yet it seems so small
when I begin to cry
It’s alright I’m OK
I think God can explain
I believe I’m the same
I get carried away
It’s alright I’m OK
I think God can explain
I’m relieved I’m relaxed
I’ll get over it yet.
I think God can explain
I believe I’m the same
I get carried away
It’s alright I’m OK
I think God can explain
I’m relieved I’m relaxed
I’ll get over it yet.
I’m so much better than you guessed
I’m so much bigger than you guessed
I’m so much brighter than you guessed
I’m so much bigger than you guessed
I’m so much brighter than you guessed
I’ts alright I’m OK
I think God can explain
I believe I’m the same
I get carried away
It’s alright I’m OK
I think God can explain
I’m relieved I’m relaxed
I’ll get off of your back
I think God can explain
I believe I’m the same
I get carried away
It’s alright I’m OK
I think God can explain
I’m relieved I’m relaxed
I’ll get off of your back
I think God can explain
I think God can explain
I think God can explain
I think God can explain
I think God can explain
