The strangest day happened to be yesterday. After a heavy night of drinking I am trying to piece it all together. The day was hell, full of bad wisdom teeth and fighting, then a break. The night was full of drinking, game, and dancing. Obviously I was drunk otherwise I would not have danced. As I sit here, I am a bit blown away (and hung over) over what had all actually occurred.
It's almost over.
Also, baked potatoes are the cure for the sick stomach of drinking.
c'est moi
- elise
- The last thing I wanted was infinite security and to be the place an arrow shoots off from. I wanted change and excitement and to shoot off in all directions myself, like the colored arrows from a Fourth of July rocket.
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ELISE:
Ugly Casanova - Barnacles
I don't really need to see,
so, I don't need to see, so I'll paint --
I don't know, I'll paint it black.
I don't need to see.
I don't see how you see out of your window.
I don't need to see, I'll paint mine black.
I don't need to see.
I don't see how you see out of your windows.
I don't need to see, I'll paint mine black.
I don't know me and you don't know you,
so we fit so good together,
'cause I knew you like I knew myself.
We clung on like barnacles on a boat:
Even though the ship sinks, you know you can't let go.
I was talking like
two hands knocking,
yelling, "Let me in, let me in, please come out."
Black glass, dirt-based soap.
Tell yourself what you know.
My friends, oh, my friends,
bury your head, I'll help you bury your plans.
Hard hit, hard to miss.
Problems are what a problem is.
My light came up quick, call it your asterisk.
Buried in a boy's, in a boy's first book of the stars.
Saw it as satellite,
constant unblinking as,
buried at the bottom, at the bottom of a brackish lake.
I don't really need to see,
so, I don't need to see, so I'll paint --
I don't know, I'll paint it black.
I don't need to see.
I don't see how you see out of your windows.
I don't need to see, I'll paint mine black.
I don't need to see.
I don't see how you see out of your windows.
I don't need to see, I'll paint mine black.
Give it a listen. You really need to. I promise.
-nods- Time for sleep.
Elise ~ I recognize this day ..my wisdom teeth say things that aren't so wise ..and I go to the extremes ..I usually have a subway sandwich the next day ~ Lee
hello crazy horse. i just remembered that i used to do this whole blog thing and thought i'd visit yours again. i kind of miss it. and i love baked potatoes.
and also, dreu loy, i think ugly casanova ripped off the rolling stones.
i love you.
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