Friday, February 12, 2010

it doesn't mean that i want you

i fall in love all the time
with the small things that make me smile
in a moment
unexpected
intense
exciting
then gone
-
you happen to be my latest favortie flavor
just something i enjoy for now
it doesn't mean i want you
it doesn't even mean i like you
it just means

- don't let it get to your head-
cause that would kill it for me
 and i don't want you to die
yet



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Friday, February 05, 2010

fluff

you say that i am the same old
bad you'd like to think i am
you'd like to blame
i am the same to you
when you still treat me like shit
oh !
it devistates me
it breaks me for a moment
but then i know
that you like to put it all on me
when you are just the same
when you do not want to change
you have lost me
tonight
your excuses have run dry
you have run cold
you are fluff
just fluff
like so many know you are
like so many see you to be
like i know and see
you to be
i am done with pretending that you are something more
and better
and worth
holding on to
this is where i am
this is where you have put me
accept it now
cause before long
you won't even know me around at all
i am happy for that
i am happy
you can't do this to me ANYMORE
anymore
anymore
any
more
no
no
more
hahahaha
fluff
puff
rough
should be ruff
ha
stuff
just stuff
is all it is
the past is just a goodbye
remember that tonight
(i say to myself)
:)
the past is just a goodbye.
goodbye

gone and buried in a little plastic body bag

i got a little baggie in my pocket
down my pants
in my bra
ha!
bring me up 
and then
bring me down
just the way
he did
like i've always done
to myself
ha
you
me
dirty
flirty
with disaster
i do not write
you right me all wrong
twirl me up a whirlwind
of bad
i am
shit
in a baggie
of chemical funk
the plastic me
i keep in a trunk
to come up on
and come down
in defeat
i don't want you to respond
i know you never do
you are the never
and the no
i rest easy upon
mister new replaces mister man
replaces something else and so on
replaces mr man
come over me now new
this is what i have become
this is what i need

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Marcel Duchamp: 1887-1968; Art as Anti-Art (Basic Art)    Marcel Duchamp/Man Ray: 50 Years Of Alchemy

the strangest of the strange...

the strangest of the strange...
...i am

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star loves the beatles too
yeah i love the beatles too
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