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conversational piece of work current song: Same Boy You've Always Known by The White Stripes The Same Boy You've Always Known you fell down of course and then you got up of course and you started over forgot my name of course then you started to remember pretty tough to think about the beginning of december pretty tough to think about you're looking down again and then you look me over we're laying down again on a blanket in the clover the same boy you've always known well i guess i haven't grown the same boy you've always known think of what the past did it could've lasted so put it in your basket i hope you know a strong man who can lend you a hand lowering my casket i thought this is just today and soon you'd been returning the coldest blue ocean water cannot stop my heart and mind from burning everyone who's in the know says that's exactly how it goes and if there's anything good about me i'm the only one who knows i don't like that song. why not? 'cause it's depressing. why don't you listen to happier music? well, firstly, the song is sad, but it doesn't depress me. secondly, it's a laid back mellow song, and that's the mood i'm in. i listen to music for the mood i'm in. well, i don't like it, and i don't want to listen to it. then go in the other room. fine. just let me know when you finally get off so i can get on and chat. my friends are waiting for me. actually, i'm logged in for you on AIM so i know when your friends get on so i can tell them that you'll be there in a second, and no one is on. how are you logged in for me?? you asked me to, remember? you punched in your password so i could tell you when they get on about half an hour ago. oh. well make this stupid diaryland thing quick then. who even reads this, anyway? i don't know. i really don't. then why do you do it? it makes me feel better, ok? this way i can get everything off my chest, and not have to burden anyone with it. whatever. just hurry. i need to chat. *under breath* yeah, since you have no real friends to talk to you spend all day staring at this screen... i heard that! bitch! ~*~ immediate yesterday. ~*~ divination. ~*~ get your own guestbook here |
