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unhinged i picked you out of a crowd and talked to you said i liked your shoes you said thanks can i follow you so it's up the stairs and out of you...i poured some wine i asked your name you asked the time now it's 2 o'clock the club is closed we're up the block your hand's on my knee pressing hard against your jeans your tongue in my mouth trying to keep the words from coming out you didn't care to know who else may have been you before i want a lover i don't have to love i want a girl whose too sad to give a fuck here is the kid with the chemicals i thought he said to meet him here but i'm not sure i got the money if you got the time you said it feels good i said i'd give it a try then my mind went dark we both forgot where your car was parked lets just take the train i'll meet up with the band in the morning bad actors with bad habits some sad singers they just play tragic and the phone's ringing and the band's leaving lets just keep touching lets just keep singing i want a lover i don't have to love i want a boy so drunk he doesn't talk it was the kid with the chemicals i got a hunger and i can't seem to get full i need some meaning i can memorize the kind i have...seems to slip my mind but you act such pretty words but life's no storybook love's an excuse to get hurt and to hurt do you like to hurt i do i do then hurt me then hurt me then hurt me

bright_eyes
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singing quietly i want a girl whose too sad to give a fuck i want a girl whose too sad to give a fuck i want a girl whose too sad to give a fuck i want a girl whose too sad to give a fuck i want a girl whose too sad to give a fuck i want a girl whose too sad to give a fuck i want a girl whose too sad to give a fuck i want a girl whose too sad to give a fuck i want a girl whose too sad to give a fuck i want a girl whose too sad to give a fuck i want a girl whose too sad to give a fuck i want a girl whose too sad to give a fuck i want a girl whose too sad to give a fuck i want a girl whose too sad to give a fuck i want a girl whose too sad to give a fuck i want a girl whose too sad to give a fuck i want a girl whose too sad to give a fuck i want a girl whose too sad to give a fuck 030109
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minnesota_chris cut and paste is a dangerous thing to abuse. Just ask neal_boortz. 030109
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silentbob this song was one of my favorites on the cd for as long as every other song was my favorite. it got a few days out of me. 030110
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eklektic oh my. this is a wonderful song. this is a wonderful cd. 030111
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girl_jane oooohhhhhhhhhh conor... 030529
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crimson pretty words and story books are not for girls like me
we prefer those boys too drunk to talk
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jezabel or who are as lovelessly demanding as ourselves. 030818
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silentbob i thought for the longest time that it was "i wanna girl whose just out to give a fuck"
and someone was like, "Why did you think that? thats weird"

but it sounds more like that than "too sad to give a fuck"
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unhinged it's kind of funny what you hear when you don't know what the words really are; not that we don't know what the words really are.

i've been feeling completely uninspired as of late. except for that poem i wrote about cleaning my bathroom...i think maybe i need to get out more.

cause i still think of him constantly. yeah, i'm an idiot that way. and i've developed this habit of going 'yeah,' at the beginning of a bunch of my sentences. i think it comes from the stuttering problem i had developed a few weeks ago towards the end of the festival when i was about to explode. i really don't have much around here to remind me of him. maybe just the occasional airborne express van that goes down the street as i'm sitting at the bus stop. or when i set the alarm on my phone. i got this fortune the other day at ee sane that said 'absence sharpens love; presence strengthens it' and it was probably the first time that i actually sat and contemplated a fortune from a fortune cookie in a while. sharp and weak. that sounds about right.

where we going?
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unhinged (he chose coke over me. now he has a baby. and in the absence of anything better to hold onto, i still sometimes wonder what we would be like together, today) 090220
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unhinged i felt empty
rigid
hard
bitchy

cause he tried so hard
to get me to hold his hand
look him in the eye while we were fucking
and i didn't want any of that
i didn't want him


but today
i contemplated calling
just because
i want to hear someone say i'm beautiful
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