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CinnamonGirl
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Live your life Smell a flower Take your time Build your power. Hesitate once every hour Spit the sweet and swallow the sour. Let pain paint your pretty face Joy sticks shortly, Then it fades. Penetrate Participate.
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CinnamonGirl
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If I get old I will not give in But if I do Remind me of this Remind me that Once I was free Once I was cool Once I was me And if I sat down And crossed my arms Hold me into This song Knock me out Smash out my brains If I take a chair Start to talk shit If I get old Remind me of this That night we kissed And I really meant it Whatever happens If we're still speaking Pick up the phone Play me this song ~radiohead~
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devalis
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reminders of a battle lost see images in phrases turning back turning black turning burning pages throw the book down raging fire at the stake we'll burn this liar
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lou_la_belle
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why is it that even the silliest of things, the most inconsquential, innocent occurances, can make me remember just what it felt like? The way i used to be left out, discarded, and redirected...i know i'm over it. it's in the past, i can't change it. but every now and then, something will happen. and suddenly my imagination makes me that hurt little girl again, waiting patiently alone for the friends that will never come. i know it's different now. but some part of me still remembers,and will probably never forget...(dang you scorpio moon!)
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pete
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the soft stuff needs protecting too
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Borealis
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I love you. scorpio moon and all.
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witchesrequiem
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we really never were children West.
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040601
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what's it to you?
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