15 June 2006 Thursday
It’s much easier to tolerate the man operating a jackhammer outside in the morning, after knowing what and why he’s doing it.
What looks like a cloud to one person is a chance to sell umbrellas to the next.
Just turn around; turn away from me… before i lose my head. just turn around but remember me, and how you left me dead inside….
we were gonna be different; now where did those dreamers go?
i was the one who’d paint the stars and watched you while you slept. you were the one who held my heart and smiled as it leapt inside.. ...
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map
It’s much easier to tolerate the man operating a jackhammer outside in the morning, after knowing what and why he’s doing it.
I actually try not to like them and I don’t listen to them much. But for better or worse, I do like them.
I don’t know anymore what it’s for.. I’m not even sure if there is anyone who is in the sun..
If I find my own way, how much will I find?
Sometimes the hardest thing and the right thing are the same.
If you want to be my friend, you want us to get along, please do not expect me to wrap it up and keep it there..
I guess it’s up to me now.. should I take that risk or just smile?
Straylight Run – It’s for the BestYou seem to think there’s nobody like you; day after day don’t know what you might do. ‘Can’t understand what it really feels like; something so small is killing you inside.
…Nobody’s changing the truth. You’ve got to save yourself.
Happy 666. That won’t happen again for a loooong time.
And the 10th coming up fast.
There once was a boy named Austin,
with which very little will rhyme.
Today is his birthday, this fifth day of June,
though I don’t know exactly what time.
He lives far away in Virginia,
which is also quite tricky to rhyme.
He loves his dear Amy, he misses a cat,
and he’s a good friend of mine.
I am wayyyy out of practice at the whole wordsmith game.
At any rate, very happy birthday to good man Austin.
Didn’t thunderstorm/rain today. Blasted.
Next time I’m making plans regardless of possible rain.
And just like that, the storm’s over.
Everything really is so very circumstantial.