so many old ghosts that come back to haunt me. so many times i thought he knew. he didn't and now i'm listening to a song by a band he recommended. i miss the music exchanges we had. i miss looking at his bony ass and wanting to bone him. maybe if i had the balls back then he could have broken my heart in person. maybe if i didn't have those two screwdrivers i wouldn't even be this affected. i did talk to him on aim after all. that's enough to bring back all the old feelings.
come on dance with me.
i had a pretty awesome while my friend was in town. kissed so many boys...made such a fool of myself. we were those girls. will this ever end?
ps. i should get over the coffee shop guy but now it just seems like i love to torture myself. piss or get off the pot right? wrong...sit there as long as it takes, just as long as the pain of legs that have fallen asleep and are tingling don't bother you too much.
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Sunday, January 10, 2010
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
these are my jams today
band of horses
my morning jacket
explosions in the sky
the shins
rilo kiley
dcfc
iron and wine
thanks pandora...now i'm really wanting to go to the record store and pick up some of these, in particular Band of Horses and My Morning Jacket. I love the dreamy aspect of this music. It's like music for a hot windy day...what do you know? it's a hot windy day. i need to get speakers going in my room so that i'll be able to move the record player to my room from time to time.
i wanted to listen to music while i cleaned my room the other day and had to pop in a cd in the dvd player. laptop, now i miss you. it's okay though...it's just stuff. everthing is just stuff so lets not get too crazy.
i was reading through mollshewrote today and she had reblogged about how, "if some guy hasn't ruined Radiohead for you, you haven't been in love." this reminded me of Y.C. He was big into RH. and i do believe at some points i felt in love with him. when does the beating of my heart, the rise and fall of my chest, the wistful sigh...when does it turn into love?
my morning jacket
explosions in the sky
the shins
rilo kiley
dcfc
iron and wine
thanks pandora...now i'm really wanting to go to the record store and pick up some of these, in particular Band of Horses and My Morning Jacket. I love the dreamy aspect of this music. It's like music for a hot windy day...what do you know? it's a hot windy day. i need to get speakers going in my room so that i'll be able to move the record player to my room from time to time.
i wanted to listen to music while i cleaned my room the other day and had to pop in a cd in the dvd player. laptop, now i miss you. it's okay though...it's just stuff. everthing is just stuff so lets not get too crazy.
i was reading through mollshewrote today and she had reblogged about how, "if some guy hasn't ruined Radiohead for you, you haven't been in love." this reminded me of Y.C. He was big into RH. and i do believe at some points i felt in love with him. when does the beating of my heart, the rise and fall of my chest, the wistful sigh...when does it turn into love?
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