

BANG BANG BANGBANG BANG BANG on the telephone hey operator? can you hear me now! didnt think so..BANG BANG BANG
BANG BANG BANG goes my feet
on the floor i need more.
BANG BANG BANG oh dear i made a crack in the li-NOL-i-UM.
BANG BANG BANG goes my feet running on the street where was i? not my house not my home am i alone?
BANG BANG BANG i turn around someones there! did he care? whats in his hand? why am i red?
BANG BANG BANG i hit the ground slow motion now what


Missing You TonightMissing You Tonight Lying here tonight I’m holding my pillow tight Wishing it were you Lying here with me tonightMissing You Tonight
Tonight I’m alone Tonight you are not here And maybe you’ll never be
Do I underestimate you? Do you overestimate me?
Will I end up smiling Or will I end in tears?
Tonight I’m scared The future is so intense And I can’t see myself in it
Tonight I lie here alone Missing you making me smile With each word you say
Tonight I’m missing you And your gentle “I love you” “by
S.w.i.n.g
powerless
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phone sex, with a colinclark!
i kinda suck at art though
i still need to scan those pictures i took of you forever ago
but im not much of an artist
you know that
maybe ill produce something decent in my art class this fall
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It is invariably saddening to look through new eyes at things upon which you have expended your own powers of adjustment
you stole my heart but i love you anyways
we've never been so many
and we've never been so alone...
killed deviantart
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phone sex, with a colinclark!
mwah. <3
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'art' thing?
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phone sex, with a colinclark!
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To be an artist - to be a photographer - you have to nurture the things that other people discard. You have to keep them alive. - Richard Avedon
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