I cant get this song out of my stereo and head:

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Does he kiss your eyelids in the morning when you start to raise your head? And does he sing to
you incessantly from the place between your bed and wall? Does he walk around all day at
school with his feet inside your shoes? Looking down every few steps to pretend he walks with
you. Does he know that place below your neck that is your favorite to be touched and does he cry
through broken sentences like I love you far too much? Does he lay awake listening to your
breath? Worried that you smoke too many cigarettes. Is he coughing now on a bathroom floor?
For every speck of tile there are a thousand more that you won't ever see but most hold inside
yourself eternally. I drug your ghost across the country and we plotted out my death. In every
city, memories would whisper, Here is where you rest. I was determined in Chicago but I dug
my teeth into my knees and I settled for a telephone and sang into your machine. You are my
sunshine, my only sunshine I kissed a girl with a broken jaw that her father gave to her. She
had eyes bright enough to burn me. They reminded me of yours. In a story told she was a little
girl in a red-rouge, sun-bruised field and there were rows of ripe tomatoes where a secret was
concealed. And it rose like thunder, clapped under our hands. And it stretched for centuries to a
diary entry's end where I wrote, You make me happy when the skies are gray You make me
happy the skies are gray and gray and gray. Well the clock's heart it hangs inside its open
chest with its hands stretched towards the calendar hanging itself but I will not weep for those
dying days. For all the ones who have left there are a few that stayed. And they found me here
and pulled me from the grass where I was laid.


thats my perfect lover...... a bit unstable but... still....so perfect...
i love conor oberst
i want to know more about him...

I know lyrics are so much fun here is another song whos lyrics i like...
also by bright eyes (of course) on the same cd ...
btw the previous one was "the calendar hung itself"
this is ...um... i dont..remember....whatever.


Did you expect it all to stop at the wave of your hand?
Like the sun is just going to drop if it's night you demand.
Well, in the dark we are just air so the house might dissolve.
But once we are gone,
who is gonna care if we were ever here at all?
Well, summer is going to come
and it's gonna cloud our eyes again.
There is not need to focus when there is nothing that it worth seeing.
So we trade liquor for blood in an attempt to tip the scales.
I think you lost what you loved in that mess of details.
They seemed so important at the time
but now you can't even recall any of the names, faces, or lines.
It is more the feeling of it all.
Well, winter is going to end
and I'm going to clean these veins again.
So close to dying that I finally can start living.

end cut.
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I bought a bucnh of clothes tday. I'm happy.
I cant wait to show off.
Downtown, I saw Duncan and Amanda and hungwith Duncan for a while. It was okay....

OMFG I JUST GOT TOLD TONIGHT THAT IM GOING TO COLD LAKE
...tomorrow....

I havent talked to my dad since April... I've been avoiding him...apparently he got a father's day card or something... and thanked me? I didnt send him anything, but shh.
Fathers are strange. I swear my dad is being manipulated by his gf... they are common law now. She's nice to my face and all, but she fucking looks through my journal and belongings behind my back. Die Bitch!

Anyway. I am so blank lately. At least I am not depressed. but im bored. no, scratch that. im not bored, im .. unsatisfied b/c i miss the unpredictability of how i used to be.