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Post by ELEANOR PAIGE ALLEN on May 6, 2010 0:57:32 GMT -5
Mood. Jazzy
Listening to. Elenore by The Turtles
Reading. Dr. Jekyl and Mr. Hyde
Watching. Pirate Radio
Playing. Pokemon Leaf Green
Eating. Nothing
Drinking. Rockstar [/sub][/right] I don’t want tour to end, cause it means leaving Lucas... I wish Lucas and David didn’t know each other.
I love folk music, and I love crazy people. The world needs more crazy people. The world needs more folk music.
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Post by ELEANOR PAIGE ALLEN on May 7, 2010 19:22:43 GMT -5
Mood. Jazzy
Listening to. Walls Fall Down by Bedouin Sound Clash
Reading. Dr. Jekyl and Mr. Hyde
Watching. Friday the Thirteenth
Playing. Pokemon Leaf Green
Eating. Nothing
Drinking. Whiskey [/sub][/right] Today someone asked me if I was a sociopath. I’m not a sociopath. I feel things... like emotions... I’m just not very... expressive...
I like ellipses, and ampersands...
&...
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Post by ELEANOR PAIGE ALLEN on May 22, 2010 3:28:36 GMT -5
Mood. Pissed off
Listening to. Nothing
Reading. Nothing
Watching. Nothing
Playing. Nothing
Eating. Nothing
Drinking. WHISKEY : D (BFFs <3) [/sub][/right] I wrote a song. This is the first one from my “side project” or whatever, that the public will... read? I’ll post a video soon.
Some of it’s just bullshit that sounds good. Most of it’s not. It’s called Days and Days...
I’m feeling really... tired...
I’m so tired of being so fucked up
It must be something in the way you move,
It must be something in the way you look,
I'm not sure just yet.
Must be something in the way you dream.
You just go home and the thirteen days,
In between you and I.
This is me before I come undone.
This is me before I fall apart.
I've been tired for days and days.
I've been tired for days and days.
It must be something in the way you move;
Innocent like you gave in just,
Like you always would.
It must be something in the way they say.
And the magic that you bring in between all you imply.
This is me before I come undone.
This is me before I fall apart.
I've been tired for days and days.
I've been tired for days and days.
It could have been a month or,
It could have been a year,
But I, I gave up long before,
Long before you cared.
Her art inspired me to,
To do my best and,
To paint my music like,
Like I saw it best.
And she says I grew up well.
Well, well I grew up strong,
Cause no one's got my back.
No one's gonna write me my songs.
It could have been a month or
It could have been a year
But I, I gave up long before
Cause I've been tired for days and days.
I've been tired for days and days and days.
I've been tired for days and days and days.
I've been tired for days and days and days.
I've been tired for days and days and days.
It could have been a month or,
It could have been a year,
But I, I gave up long before,
Long before you cared.
Her art inspired me to,
To do my best and,
To paint my music like,
Like I saw it best.
And she says I grew up well.
Well, well I grew up strong,
Cause no one's got my back.
No one's gonna write me my songs.
It could have been a month or,
It could have been a year,
But I, I gave up long before,
Cause I've been tired for days and days.
I've been tired for days and days and days.
I've been tired for days and days and days.
I've been tired for days and days and days.
I've been tired for days and days and days.
I’m gunna go to sleep, and hopefully wake up in the next state.
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Post by ELEANOR PAIGE ALLEN on May 28, 2010 16:59:33 GMT -5
Mood. Decent
Listening to. Myself playing piano
Reading. Nothing
Watching. Army of Darkness
Playing. BIOSHOCK
Eating. Nothing
Drinking. Still drinking whiskey [/sub][/right] and I'm not gonna live my life on one side of an ampersand
and even if I went with you I'm not the girl you think I am
and I'm not gonna match you
cause I'll lose my voice completely yeah
I'm just gonna watch you
Cause I'm not the one that's crazy
Yeah …
I have wasted years of my life
Agonizing up at the fires
It started when I thought that to be strong you must be flame retardant
And now to dress the wounds cause into question
How authentic they are
There is always someone criticizing me
She just likes paying hospital
Lying in my bed
I remember what you said
There's no such thing as accidents
But you've got the headstone all ready
All craved up and pretty
Your sick satisfaction
Those his and hers matching
The daisies all push up'n
Pairs to the horizons
Your hands full of ketchup
It's nice that you're trying
The headstone's all ready
All carved up and pretty
Your sick satisfaction
Those his and hers matching
The daises all push up'n
Pairs to the horizons
Your eyes full of ketchup
It's nice that you're trying
and I'm not gonna live my life on one side of an ampersand
and even if I went with you I'm not the girl you think I am
and I'm not gonna match you
cause I'll lose my voice completely yeah
I'm just gonna watch you
Cause I'm not the one that's crazy
Yeah …
As I wake up to a cough
The blaze consumed the block
But poetically stopped at my apartment
And my housemates are all sleeping soundly
And nobody deserves to die
But you were awful adamant
That if I didn't love you
Then you have just one alternative
And I may be romantic
And I may risk my life for it
But I ain't gonna die for you
You know I ain't no Juliet
And I'm not gonna watch while you burn yourself out baby
No I'm not gonna stop you
Cause I'm not the one that's crazy, yeah
New song? Needs a first verse though...
I’m not actually a romantic /:
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