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Su7an: I bet Duncan can fly. He's just holding out on showing that skill off.
joe_canadian: Yeah, one day at a concert he'll just stop playing and be like
"Yo muthafuckas! Wheeeeee!" and zoom off into the horizon
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Su7an: I bet Duncan can fly. He's just holding out on showing that skill off.
joe_canadian: Yeah, one day at a concert he'll just stop playing and be like
"Yo muthafuckas! Wheeeeee!" and zoom off into the horizon
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we are the brand new beatniks. we are the down and outers.
we are the bleeding hearts, beating syncopated, broken rhythm.
our speed is often break neck. we need to slow it down.
tired of being sleepless. tired of being broken.

we are the bleeding hearts, beating syncopated, broken rhythm.
our speed is often break neck. we need to slow it down.
tired of being sleepless. tired of being broken.
hmm..you're living out of boxes...mine's not that bad...but pretty shitty compared to my roommate. she makes her bed every day. i haven't made my bed since the first day of school. my room at home isn't much better..i've got old school books just laying around all over the place..i can't throw out a book..it's too painful..so they just collect.
that's actually my room right before i moved into my dorm. hence the boxes. my dorm room is the coolest.
we are the brand new beatniks. we are the down and outers.
we are the bleeding hearts, beating syncopated, broken rhythm.
our speed is often break neck. we need to slow it down.
tired of being sleepless. tired of being broken.

we are the bleeding hearts, beating syncopated, broken rhythm.
our speed is often break neck. we need to slow it down.
tired of being sleepless. tired of being broken.
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my whole room used to be sun, moon and stars. i had my walls painted sky blue and sun moon and star christmas ornaments hanging from the ceiling. roman shades with a celestial print and my breadspread also had a celestial print.
!EMiLY!
sweet blasphemy my giving tree
it hasn't rained in years
i bring to you this sacrificial offering of virgin ears
leave it to me i remain free from all the comforts of home
and where that is i'm pleased as piss to say
i'll never really know
sweet blasphemy my giving tree
it hasn't rained in years
i bring to you this sacrificial offering of virgin ears
leave it to me i remain free from all the comforts of home
and where that is i'm pleased as piss to say
i'll never really know
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on the subject of rooms/living areas..


::livejournal::
<font color="#CCFFCC">spent and sighing with a look in your eye
spent and sighing with a look on your face like
sweet revelation</font>
<font color="#CCFFCC">spent and sighing with a look in your eye
spent and sighing with a look on your face like
sweet revelation</font>
me too! it has a radio and everything! but i got the different headphones cuz the ones it comes with always break
!EMiLY!
sweet blasphemy my giving tree
it hasn't rained in years
i bring to you this sacrificial offering of virgin ears
leave it to me i remain free from all the comforts of home
and where that is i'm pleased as piss to say
i'll never really know
sweet blasphemy my giving tree
it hasn't rained in years
i bring to you this sacrificial offering of virgin ears
leave it to me i remain free from all the comforts of home
and where that is i'm pleased as piss to say
i'll never really know




