Wednesday, April 30, 2008

"What can I say?"

"Hey, little girl..."

So, okay. Mister Cicero has a crush. Gods, what wimp I am for even writing this.

Mister Cicero has a BIG crush. And it's for someone who is absolute trouble, all the way 'round, but still... Brains, and will, and charisma, and beauty, and pain, and happiness, and all the rest. You appeal to the best parts of me, and the worst ones, all at once. You make me nurture the human, emotional side that I reject so easily for cold logic and reason. You make the fucking sun come up in my world, kid. And I'm not even really sure how or when that happened. One moment, I was the master of my own destiny, the next, I was yours.

"So, hey, little girl,
I wanna be your boyfriend."

:)

I know the bullshit and drama that would come along with it, and I'd gladly take it all, and more, just for the chance to be with you. I know I'm not your "type" and that you're not mine. So what? You can't scare me.

"Do you love me babe?
What do you say?"

C'mon, you've even gotten me dancing and singing. Shows, and bad games of pool, and out of breath bike rides. You make me happy, and I like to think I do the same for you. Take a chance with me.

Lol. Alright, I'll stop inflicting my twitterpation on the rest of you.

:)

p.s. Bonus tunes:
I Think I Love You, The Partridge Family

Bleed The Freak, Alice In Chains

p.p.s.
Is this the digital version of telling it on the mountain? I think so.

Sunday, April 20, 2008

One more time around.

I woke the same as any other day
Except a voice was in my head
It said, "seize the day, pull the trigger,
Drop the blade, and watch the rolling heads."

The day I tried to live,
I stole a thousand beggars change
And gave it to the rich

The day I tried to win,
I dangled from the power lines
And let the martyrs stretch.



...
I woke the same as any other day, you know
I should have stayed in bed.

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Bonus noise:


Wake Up, Rage Against The Machine

Tuesday, April 08, 2008

Not funny.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
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Fuck.