Friday, January 30, 2009
what if.
Hey there good friend. So I'm listening to Keane, Sometimes I think to myself. What if I just used to be a lovely boy? What if I don't have that special luster anymore, what if that special twinkle in my eye is gone? What if I'm not that innocent, what if I'm nobody's one.
Thursday, January 29, 2009
ughhhhhhhh
Okay so don't get me wrong, I love doves, they're sweet they represent peace, they're are on every church logo and how beautiful they truly are but......How much do I love the dove perched outside my window cooing at 4:15AM!?!?!?! How much do I really love it?????? Omg I don't understand why this little white trash bird is cooing at 4:15?!?! What is there too coo about at this hour???? OMG. I need sleep, Insomnia went out in the 90's.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Sula luna
prendalo alla luna
Mostrimi l'azzurro profondo
Lascilo ritenere
il cielo Glie l'tenga
Take me to the moon, Show me the deep blue,
Let me feel the sky, Hold me close to you.
Sonno con la luna.
Mostrimi l'azzurro profondo
Lascilo ritenere
il cielo Glie l'tenga
Take me to the moon, Show me the deep blue,
Let me feel the sky, Hold me close to you.
Sonno con la luna.
Monday, January 26, 2009
I'm not in denial, I'm honest.
I woke up at 4:00 pm, I got pictures of my dad today... I don't know how I feel about them, but I do know I'm very disappointed and a little sad. Cause my dad was a piece of shit. I'm glad he's not around. I don't need that.
I have to call maintenance
P.s I hate insomnia. I seriously can't sleep and I have a website to build tomorrow. Someday when I'm rich I want days to myself where I can just say "I'm not coming into work tomorrow I'll be working at home." And I can just spend the day with my kids chilling out at the house kinda working, really not. Going to lunch with my babe car car, spending the day with my real family. See I'm gay... and I want the American dream, Just like you. By the way check out the newest rendition of an advice blog. It's pretty amazing. Www.apartment1227.blogspot.com Our new site is coming soon....so shut up.
somethings missing
Take you away
From this empty apartment
You stay
And forget where the heart is
Someday
If ever you loved me you'd say
It's okay
I feel like I should've adapted that to me.
Waking up from this nightmare
How's your life?
What's it like there?
Is it all what you want it to be?
Does it hurt when you think about me?
How broken my heart is?
The chorus bleeds in
It's okay to be angry.
somethings missing
Take you away
From this empty apartment
You stay
And forget where the heart is
Someday
If ever you loved me you'd say
It's okay
I feel like I should've adapted that to me.
Waking up from this nightmare
How's your life?
What's it like there?
Is it all what you want it to be?
Does it hurt when you think about me?
How broken my heart is?
The chorus bleeds in
It's okay to be angry.
Sunday, January 25, 2009
sula luna
So all the sudden, my room isn't as cold. Sorry it's been a while I've been really busy in the new city. It's been really hectic plus my room mates and I just started a new project blog thing and we're trying to get that underway but...I had to blog about two things. The fact that I feel so weird I can't even describe it. I really honestly feel like I'm going through menopause...and there's no gay bars or clubs here that I can get into. It really sucks. I feel like nothing I say makes sense...I keep typing the same shit and erasing it. Holy shit that song ended really fast. Okay, also I feel like I'm having an OCD attack. I'm listening to Norwegian singers...I know. Okay so anyways the other thing I needed to post was the fact that the guy across the drive ordered him some lip service from some hooker. I just watched the girl walk in. She looks like a total street walker too. I swear to god she does. I don't think she's wearing pants, she's in like knock off jimmy choo come fuck me pumps and this bitch has got legs for DAYS.... And she's in like a shrunken fur parka??? I don't even know omg. Ya okay so she walked in literally off the street. From somewhere. I'm pretty sure she's a hooker because I haven't seen her and I've seen everyone...even the italians downstairs half naked...it was amazing. OMG the oldest does his laundry naked with the shades and windows open I can almost smell his masculine male nudity...almost. Oh and I would just like to thank Italy personally for giving us these beauties, he literally has davids abs and omg pecs to death!!! Also also also I saw some creeper watching me yesterday when I got home he was outside of our breezeway and when I looked over he ducked behind a wall and then...We think someone is breaking into the apt in the middle of the night because at like 3 am someone walks in and leaves and a couple hours later comes back and locks the door. I wouldn't be surprised, our mailbox key opens up just about every other mailbox on the property. I gotta learn everybody's birthday to cover the rent haha. J/K J/K But anyways it's like almost five. I need sleep goodnight, sula luna
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
I ain't too proud to beg...sweet darlin
At the end of the day
When I've spent all my money on women and wine
All I can say to you
Is I'm sorry for everything, I'll make it up in time.
Carly...please forgive me.
When I've spent all my money on women and wine
All I can say to you
Is I'm sorry for everything, I'll make it up in time.
Carly...please forgive me.
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