24.6.05 ;

These hearts, they race from self-control.



My heart is yours to fill or burst.


Spongebob bedroom slippers.
Lovely aren't they; on my dainty feet.

By the way, hover over the pictures if
you haven't. Grayscale rollovers does
the trick. Though i must admit, it is
becoming passe. I thought it might 'add'
some colour to the entry instead of the
usual dry, mundane 'everyday entry'.

What am i saying, really. I'm feeling so
rhetorical & nonliteral. & anti-love too.

It is true, that when you have too much,
you have too much to lose as well.
Poof! Gone. This predicament i set
for myself.

I just learnt that 'Poof' is an offensive
term for an openly homosexual man.
Synonyms such as; faggot, fag, fairy(?!)
& Queen. Gulp. To think that i enjoyed/
(still enjoy) being called that.

Words last spoken will be on replay;
nights will no longer exist, as insomnia
kicks in.

Saturday & Sunday's agenda doesn't
look exciting at all. Art & tons of homework.
Won't somebody help?

Should i fix my comment box?
Uh-uh. I'm a faineant Queen. Ha.

x

Memory
Sugarcult

This may never start
We could fall apart
And I'd be your memory
Lost your sense of fear
Feelings insincere
Can I be your memory?

So get back, back, back to where we lasted
Just like I imagine
I could never feel this way
So get back, back, back to the disaster
My heart's beating faster
Holding on to feel the same

This may never start
I'll tear us apart
Can I be your enemy?
Losing half a year
Waiting for you here
I'd be your anything

So get back, back, back to where we lasted
Just like I imagine
I could never feel this way

So get back, back, back to the disaster
My heart's beating faster
Holding on to feel the same

This may never start
Tearing out my heart
I'd be your memory
Lost your sense of fear
(I'd be your memory)
Feelings disappear
Can I be your memory?

So get back, back, back to where we lasted
Just like I imagine
I could never feel this way
So get back, back, back to the disaster
My heart's beating faster
Holding on to feel the same

This may never start
We could fall apart
And I'd be your memory
Lost your sense of fear
Feelings insincere
Can I be your memory?
Can I be your memory?


I wish, I might, have the wish, I wish tonight.