index .
archive .
extras . aka . sign . note
image . design . host
Monday, Aug. 30, 2004 - & I'm feeling so down. You don't want me around to explain the way I love you. There's no love in my void, and it's draggin me down. Cause you don't want me around. & you don't know the way I love you.
Sunday, Aug. 29, 2004 - It's my party and I'll cry if I want to, cry if I want to, cry if I want to. You would cry too if it happened to you. Judy and Johnny just walked through that door. But like a queen with her king. Oh, what a birthday surprise.
Friday, Aug. 27, 2004 - I'll give you anything. Anything you love in me. And I'll make sure that it's enough for you, baby. I'll show you how I feel. To let you know my love is real. And I'll make sure that it's enough for you baby.
Wednesday, Aug. 25, 2004 - Can you tell I'm faking it? But I want to be myself. A counterfeit disposition can't be good for my health. So many different faces. Depending on the different phases, my personality changes. I'm a chameleon.
Tuesday, Aug. 24, 2004 - Run away. I've got to get away, from the pain that you drive into my heart. The love we share seems to go nowhere. And I've lost my lights. For I toss and turn I can't sleep at night. Once I ran to you. (I ran). Now I'll run from you.
Sunday, Aug. 22, 2004 - My heart is in my hands. My head is in the clouds. My feet have left the ground. My life is turning around. And every voice inside my head is telling me to run like mad. Oh bows & arrows. Stars & sunsets. Hey, hey, hey, hey. Hey, hey, hey.
Friday, Aug. 20, 2004 - This was an accident, not the kind where sorrow sounds. Never even noticed were suddenly crumbling. Tell me how you've never, felt-- delicate or innocent. Do you still have doubts that us having faith makes any sense.
Wednesday, Aug. 18, 2004 - That I would be loved even when I numb myself. That I would be good even when I am overwhelmed. That I would be loved even when I was fuming. That I would be good even if I was clingy
Monday, Aug. 16, 2004 - Oh, I just died in your arms tonight. It must've been something you said. I just died in your arms tonight. I should've walked away. I keep looking for something I can't get. Broken hearts lie all around me. And I don't see an easy way
Sunday, Aug. 15, 2004 - Where do I take this pain of mine? I run but it stays right by my side. So tear me open, pour me out. The things inside that scream and shout. And the pain still hates me. So hold me until it sleeps.
Saturday, Aug. 14, 2004 - I had a hole in my heart, so I threw away my plate. Cause nothing would fill me up-- whatever I ate. Oh baby if only you knew. I don't know what to do . I'm fading away cause there's nothing I can do. I hate myself and I love you.
Thursday, Aug. 12, 2004 - A window breaks down a long dark street. And a siren wails in the night. But I'm alright 'cause I have you here with me. And I can almost see through the dark there's light
Wednesday, Aug. 11, 2004 - And tear down your defenses till there's nothing there but me. You're angry when you're beautiful. Your love is such a tease. I'm drowning in your dizzy noise. I wanna feel you scream.
Monday, Aug. 09, 2004 - Standing in the sunlight laughing, hiding behind a rainbow's wall. Slipping and sliding all along the water fall. With you, my brown eyed girl. You, my brown eyed girl. Do you remember when we used to sing: shalalalalalaladeeda.
Sunday, Aug. 08, 2004 - Today seems like a good day to burn a bridge or two. The one with my old wood creaking that would burn away right on cue. I try to be not like that 'cause some people really suck. Some people need to get the axing. Chalk it up to bad luck.
Friday, Aug. 06, 2004 - All I want is everything. Everything the world's meant to be. Do the leaves hold on to the trees? Does the shore belong to the sea? All I want is everything.
Friday, Aug. 06, 2004 - I wish I'd stayed asleep today. I never thought that this day would end. I never thought that tonight could ever be. This close to me.
Thursday, Aug. 05, 2004 - I'm tired of being what you want me to be. Feeling so faithless lost under the surface. Don't know what you're expecting of me.
Tuesday, Aug. 03, 2004 - You & me used to be together. Everyday together, always. I really feel like I'm loosing my best friend. I can't believe this could be the end.
Sunday, Aug. 01, 2004 - I am the son; I am the heir of a silence that is criminally vulgar. You shut your mouth. How can you say, I go about things the wrong way. I am human and I need to be loved, just like everybody else does.
Saturday, Jul. 31, 2004 - Are you worried about your faith? Kneel down and obey. You're happy you're in love. You need someone to hate.
Friday, Jul. 30, 2004 - Just as long as you know that someday I will. Someday, some how, gonna make it alright, but not right now. I know you’re wondering when.
Wednesday, Jul. 28, 2004 - Oh, didn't I, didn't I, didn't I see you cryin'? Feelin' all alone without a friend, you know you feel like dyin'.
Monday, Aug. 23, 2004 - Also Known As
Monday, Jul. 26, 2004 - And at home her mother cried cause daddy had something on the side. And they didn't look up when she sighed.
Saturday, Jul. 24, 2004 - Sweet dreams are made of these. I traveled the world and the seven seas. Everybody's looking for something.
Thursay, July. 22, 2004 - New York
Monday, Jul. 12, 2004 - You pretend you're high. You pretend you're bored. You pretend your anything, just to be adored. And what you need is what you get.
Friday, Jul. 09, 2004 - It turns me on to say "I love you." But deep inside I know it's lust, not love at all. One day we will leave each other. But we pretend the end's not inevitable.
Monday, Jul. 05, 2004 - Hold you close like we both died. My ever-present suicide. My stupid fuck, my blushing bride. Oh tear my heart out, tear my heart out. She walks over me.
Friday, Jul. 02, 2004 - Consider this, the slip that brought me to my knees failed. What if all these fantasies come flailing around? Now I've said too much.
2004
July/August
September/October
November/December
2005
January/February/March
April/May/June
July/August/September
NOW
words & design © Not-To-Be
