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| Jennitalia | posted on 09-07-2001 @ 12:20 PM |    | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Sep. 00  | Trippin' On a Hole in a Paper Heart Don't cut out my paper heart, I ain't dyin' anyway Take a look at eye full towers Never trust them dirty liars Sippin' lemon yellow booze 'ole' leadbelly sings the blues All dressed up on wedding day keep on trippin' anyway I am I am I said I'm not myself, but I'm not dead and I'm not for sale So keep your bankroll lottery eat your salad day deathbed motorcade Fake the heat and scratch the itch Skinned up knees and salty lips I'll breathe your life vicks vapor life And when you binge I purge alike Let go it's harder holding on One more trip and I'll be gone So keep your head up Keep it on, just a whisper I'll be gone Take a breath and make it big It's the last you'll ever ge Break your neck with diamond noose It's the last you'll ever choose I am I am I said I'm not myself, but I'm not dead and I'm not for sale Hold me closer, closer let me go let me be just let me be  | ||||
Pompous, Arrogant, Enigmatic, Bitter, Quirky, Misanthrope with a Weird Sense of Humor and an Iron Clad Memory while flooding the board with my Stream of Consciousness UFC STRIKE 3 (I'm a dick and I like to ruin people's plans) | posted on 09-07-2001 @ 12:29 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Aug. 00 | John fuck up again? Jennie, you are too good for him. I keep trying to tell him that. Hopefully you can patch it up with Elmers or something that resembles it.  Funny how ev'rything was roses When we held on to the guns Write To Me Here AIM: SmarterChild Your words once heard they can place you in a faction My words may disturb but at least there's a reaction
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| Jennitalia | posted on 09-07-2001 @ 12:57 PM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Sep. 00 | Nope, he's been well behaved. I just like STP. Of course, you're the man of my dreams...too bad you're Gonzo's bitch :) | ||||
Pompous, Arrogant, Enigmatic, Bitter, Quirky, Misanthrope with a Weird Sense of Humor and an Iron Clad Memory while flooding the board with my Stream of Consciousness UFC STRIKE 3 (I'm a dick and I like to ruin people's plans) | posted on 09-07-2001 @ 1:54 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Aug. 00 | quote: Yes, I am the luckiest man at OA.Com, if not the world ;) fine place for a day full of breakdowns takes more than a meltdown to show us how throw a tack on the road, stop the meatplow got a bullet but it ain't mine. they got these pictures of everything to break us down, yeah to break me down. they make us hate and we make it bleed. but I got a lover and yeah he shows me how, to understand it, yeah to understand I got a brother and well he show me how, to make amends, yeah to make amends with it take a break from the mousetrap we call home takes more than a message to make me smile I can feel when he kisses me sleeping but not when the news is on. Funny how ev'rything was roses When we held on to the guns Write To Me Here AIM: SmarterChild Your words once heard they can place you in a faction My words may disturb but at least there's a reaction
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and i am apologizing now for the spelling errors, its 34 am and im drunk, so no time for spell check! Gotcha, SLASH i'll mmmm momo all i want! and you cant stop me! | posted on 09-07-2001 @ 5:14 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Oct. 00 | I used to love you not I don't care Not I turn around, you're everywhere So you can chew me up and spit me out You're just the little bitch I cared about I know you can see me But you don't believe me I know that you're lonely Time will tell and time is hell No sex or violence No morbid silence Forever sleeping You won't stop breathing You hold me captive and it's not fair Progressed insanity is everywhere You need to love me but you kicked me out My head is wandering so knock me out I keep my head alfloat I'm drowning in The muddy water pulls me down again I used to love me but I hate me now I'm just a little bitch I cared about  i'm not between you and your ambition i am a poster girl with no poster i am thirty-two flavors and then some and i'm beyond your peripheral vision so you might want to turn your head... | ||||
| spe5150 | posted on 09-08-2001 @ 5:03 PM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Oct. 00 | Lady picture show, she hides behind the bedroom door Lady picture show, she hides behind the bedroom wall She hides because don't know nothin', don't nothin' anymore She keeps a funny face it's locked and bagged it's just outside the door She doesn't know her name She doesn't know her face She doesn't know her name She doesn't know her face Lady picture girl, I think them boys don't like your show Lady picture show them boys are gone, should just say no Your wedding present's not so daisy picture perfect anymore Lady funny face it's locked and bagged it's just outside the door She doesn't know her name She doesn't know her face She doesn't know her name She doesn't know her face Let them bleed… Let them bleed… Let them bleed (solo) She doesn't know her name She doesn't know her face Lady picture show, she hides behind the bedroom door Lady picture show, she hides behind the bedroom wall She hides because don't know nothin', don't nothin' anymore She keeps a funny face it's locked and bagged it's just outside the door She doesn't know her name She doesn't know her face She doesn't know her name She doesn't know her face Let them bleed… Let them bleed… Let them bleed  | ||||
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