13.06.2006., utorak
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Do I have an original thought in my head? My bald head. Maybe if I were happier my hair wouldn't be falling out. Life is short. I need to make the most of it. Today is the first day of the rest of my life. I'm a walking cliché. I really need to go to the doctor and have my leg checked. There's something wrong. A bump. The dentist called again. I'm way overdue. If I stop putting things off I would be happier. All I do is sit on my fat ass. If my ass wasn't fat I would be happier. I wouldn't have to wear these shirts with the tails out all the time. Like that's fooling anyone. Fat ass. I should start jogging again. Five miles a day. Really do it this time. Maybe rock climbing. I need to turn my life around. What do I need to do? I need to fall in love. I need to have a girlfriend. I need to read more and prove myself. What if I learned Russian or something, or took up an instrument. I could speak Chinese. I'd be the screenwriter who speaks Chinese and plays the oboe. That would be cool. I should get my hair cut short. Stop trying to fool myself and everyone else into thinking I have a full head of hair. How pathetic is that. Just be real. Confident. Isn't that what women are attracted to? Men don't have to be attractive. But that's not true. Especially these days. Almost as much pressure on men as there is on women these days. Why should I be made to feel I have to apologize for my existence? Maybe it's my brain chemistry. Maybe that's what's wrong with me. Bad chemistry. All my problems and anxiety can be reduced to a chemical imbalance or some kind of misfiring synapses. I need to get help for that. But I'll still be ugly though. Nothing's going to change that. |
- 22:55 - **Bail** (6) - **Flip** - **Kurac**
27.05.2006., subota
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Sunday morning rain is falling Steal some covers share some skin Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable You twist to fit the mold that I am in But things just get so crazy living life gets hard to do And I would gladly hit the road get up and go if I knew That someday it would bring me back to you That someday it would bring me back to you That may be all I need In darkness she is all I see Come and rest your bones with me Driving slow on sunday morning And I never want to leave Fingers trace your every outline Paint a picture with my hands Back and forth we sway like branches in a storm Change the weather still together when it ends That may be all I need In darkness she is all I see Come and rest your bones with me Driving slow on sunday morning And I never want to leave But things just get so crazy living life gets hard to do Sunday morning rain is falling and I’m calling out to you Singing someday it’ll bring me back to you Find a way to bring myself home to you And you may not know That may be all I need In darkness she is all I see Come and rest your bones with me Driving slow? |
- 18:37 - **Bail** (5) - **Flip** - **Kurac**
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Jedina...
I had a roof over head Had shoes on my feet Yeah sure I was fed But no one was there when I was in need... yeah So who am I now? Who do you want me to be? I can forgive you but I won't relive you I ain't the same scared kid I use to be I'm gonna live, I'm gonna survive Don't want the world to pass me by I'm gonna dream, I ain't gonna die thinking my life was just a lie I want to be loved I want to be loved I found a picture, our so called family tree... yeah I broke all the branches looking for answers Don't you know that it ain't how it supposed to be I'm gonna live, I'm gonna survive Don't want the world to pass me by I'm gonna dream, I ain't gonna die thinking my life was just a lie I wanna give, I'm ready to try, willing to lay it on the line I want to be loved I want to be! I ain't gonna cry, I don't want to scream But I got so much left unsaid inside of me Taken from I'm gonna live, I'm gonna survive Don't want the world to pass me by I'm gonna dream, I ain't gonna die thinking my life was just a lie I wanna give, I'm ready to try, willing to lay it on the line I want to be loved I want to be loved I just want to be loved I want to be loved I want to be loved
Lostprophets - Last Train Home
To every broken heart in here Love was once a part, but now it's disappeared She told me that it's all a part of the choices that your making Even when you think you're right You have to give to take But there's still tomorrow Forget the sorrow And I can be on the last train home Watch it pass the day As it fades away No more time to care No more time, today But we sing If we're going nowhere Yeah we sing If it's not enough And we sing Sing without a reason To ever fall in love I wonder if you're listening Picking up on the signals Sent back from within Sometimes it feels like I don't really know whats going on Time and time again it seems like everything is wrong in here But there's still tomorrow Forget the sorrow And I can be on the last train home Watch it pass the day As it fades away No more time to care No more time, today But we sing If we're going nowhere Yeah we sing If it's not enough And we sing Sing without a reason To ever fall in love Well we sing if we're going nowhere Yeah we sing if it's not enough And we sing Sing without a reason to ever fall in love But we sing If we're going no where Yeah we sing If it's not enough And we sing Sing with out a reason to never fall in love To never fall in love again |
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