Lonelygirl15

you can tell
from the scars on my arms
and cracks in my hips
and the dents in my car
and the blisters on my lips
that i'm not the carefullest of girls

you can tell
from the glass on the floor
and the strings that're breaking
and i keep on breaking more
and it looks like i am shaking
but it's just the temperature
and then again
if it were any colder i could disengage
if i were any older i could act my age
but i dont think that youd believe me
it's
not
the
way
i'm
meant
to
be
it's just the way the operation made me

and you can tell
from the state of my room
that they let me out too soon
and the pills that i ate
came a couple years too late
and ive got some issues to work through
there i go again
pretending to be you
make-believing
that i have a soul beneath the surface
trying to convince you
it was accidentally on purpose

i am not so serious
this passion is a plagiarism
i might join your century
but only on a rare occasion
i was taken out
before the labor pains set in and now
behold the world's worst accident
i am the girl anachronism

and you can tell
by the red in my eyes
and the bruises on my thighs
and the knots in my hair
and the bathtub full of flies
that i'm not right now at all
there i go again
pretending that i'll fall
don't call the doctors
cause they've seen it all before
they'll say just
let
her
crash
and
burn
she'll learn
the attention just encourages her

and you can tell
from the full-body cast
that i'm sorry that i asked
though you did everything you could
(like any decent person would)
but i might be catching so don't touch
you'll start believeing youre immune to gravity and stuff
don't get me wet
because the bandages will all come off

and you can tell
from the smoke at the stake
that the current state is critical
well it is the little things, for instance:
in the time it takes to break it she can make up ten excuses:
please excuse her for the day, its just the way the medication makes her...

i dont necessarily believe there is a cure for this
so i might join your century but only as a doubtful guest
i was too precarious removed as a caesarian
behold the worlds worst accident
I AM THE GIRL ANACHRONISM

Those lyrics are horribly depressing.

ooo here we go. Not my favorite song, but definitely my favorite lyrics.



She's taking her time making up the reasons
To justify all the hurt inside
Guess she knows from the smiles and the look in their eyes
Everyone's got a theory about the bitter one
They're saying, "Mama never loved her much"
And, "Daddy never keeps in touch
That's why she shies away from human affection"
But somewhere in a private place
She packs her bags for outer space
And now she's waiting for the right kind of pilot to come
And she'll say to him
She's sayin

Chorus
I would fly up to the moon and back if you'll be...
If you'll be my baby
I've got a ticket for a world where we belong
So would you be my baby?

She can't remember a time when she felt needed
If love was red then she was color blind
All her friends, well they've been trialed for treason
And crimes that were never defined
She's saying, "Love is like a barren place,
And reaching out for human faith
It's like a journey I just don't have a map for"
So baby's gonna take a dive and
Push the shift to overdrive
Send a signal that she's hanging
All her hopes on the stars
What a pleasant dream
She's sayin

Chorus
I would fly up to the moon and back if you'll be...
If you'll be my baby
I've got a ticket for a world where we belong
So would you be my baby?

Hold on, hold on ...

Mama never loved her much
And, Daddy never keeps in touch
That's why she shies away from human affection
But somewhere in a private place
She packs her bags for outer space
And now she's waiting for the right kind of pilot to come
And she'll say to him
She's sayin

Chorus(2x)
I would fly up to the moon and back if you'll be...
If you'll be my baby
I've got a ticket for a world where we belong
So would you be my baby?

I would fly up to the moon and back if you'll be...
If you'll be my baby
I've got a ticket for a world where we belong
So would you be my baby?
yeaaaah ...

PolkadotConfederation wrote: Those lyrics are horribly depressing.

It's my anger song. A favorite of mine.
This is the link to it
http://www.dresdendolls.com/media_site/ ... ronism.mp3

I'm sorry if I depressed you

It ticks just like a timex, it never lets up on you,
Who says life is easy, the job is never through,
It'll run us till we're ragged, it'll harden our hearts,
And love could use a day of rest before we both start fallin' apart

And pray that it's rainin' on Sunday,
Stormin' like crazy,
We'll hide under the covers all afternoon
And baby whatever comes on Monday can take care of itself cause we've got better things that we can do
When it's rainin' on Sunday

Your love is like religion, across in Mexico
And your kiss is like the innocence of a prayer nailed to a door
Oh surrender is much sweeter, when we both let it go
Let the waters wash our bodies clean and water wash our souls

And pray that it's rainin' on Sunday,
Stormin' like crazy,
We'll hide under the covers all afternoon
And baby whatever comes on Monday can take care of itself cause we've got better things that we can do
When it's rainin' on Sunday

When it's rainin on Sunday
When it's rainin' on Sunday
Let it rain!

Morning, all.

PolkadotConfederation wrote:That was the most embarassing moment of my entire life. [video thing]

Wow. How'd that conversation go?

PolkadotConfederation wrote:Well, they know I'm such a good girl I would never actually do anything like that. [blow job thing]

Except apparently when there's too much alcohol in your system? XD

I kid. We all know you have like an 80% purity rating. *hug*

Sweet, innnocent little Kassia.

PolkadotConfederation wrote:Jackson is so beautiful. *off in her own world*

I thought someone said they didn't like him? XD

I am looking in my itunes for something less depressing. And I have just realized that most of my music is depressing, and or about rage.

good morning Lurker

Lurker wrote:We all know you have like an 80% purity rating. *hug*

Sweet, innnocent little Kassia.

those are the ones you have to be careful of, trust me, they'll kill you if you cross them.

Aithne wrote:I am looking in my itunes for something less depressing. And I have just realized that most of my music is depressing, and or about rage.

*hugggggggles*

Cloud_ax wrote:good morning Lurker

Lurker wrote:We all know you have like an 80% purity rating. *hug*

Sweet, innnocent little Kassia.

those are the ones you have to be careful of, trust me, they'll kill you if you cross them.

If I ever held a hand
It was only because Id never held your hand
That was part of the plan
I had 2 get it right if I was 2 be your man
And if I ever kissed your lips
I needed time 2 cross the others off my list (off my list)
A higher high 2 the trip (trip)
I wanted u 2 go, that was my wish - yes it was

(ooh my) friend, lover, sister, mother/wife
Air, food, water, love of my life

If I ever shared a bed
It was only cuz I wanted 2 live up 2 what the people said, oh yes
(what they say? ) {x5}
Now Im livin instead
Everyday just 2 say ure the only one whos in my head
(the only one) {x2}
Oh yes u are

And if I ever made u cry
All I have 2 do is think about it and I just wanna die (I just wanna die)
(I just wanna break down and die, die, die, die)
How Id ever make it by (I dont know) without u, baby (without u, baby)
I dont know (no!), I hope I never have 2 try, yeah
(please dont ever leave me)
Oh, listen 2 me

(ooh my) friend, lover, sister, mother/wife
(my sweet, sweet friend, lover, sister, mother/wife)
Air, food, water, love of my life

The eyes of my child I see every time u look at me
(I see a sweet baby smile)
A sweet baby smile like a light that shines 4 all 2 see

(and if I ever held a hand) if I ever held a hand
Oh, twas only cuz Id never held yours
That was part of, part of the plan
I had 2 get it right (right) if I was 2 be your man because...

(ooh my) friend, lover, sister, mother/wife
(friend, lover, sister, mother/wife)
My, my, my, my air, my food, my water, love of my life (I love u)
(everlasting life)

Teacher (teacher), healer (healer), feeler (feeler), sight 4 sore eyes
(let me look at your eyes - ure so pretty)
Oh, yes u are, baby
(ooh my) dont u know ure my friend, my lover, my sister, love of my life (mother/wife)
Yeah, baby, yes u are

{te amo is I love u}
(ooh my) friend (te amo), lover (te amo), sister (te amo), mother/wife
(hug me, hug me, hug me baby, u are my life)
(Ill stay with u 4ever) {x2}
Till death do us part, baby (yes sir!)
Air (te amo), food (te amo), water (te amo), love (love of my life)
U are the only, only love of my life

My friend, lover, sister, mother/wife

That is a sort of happy/depressing song all at one time!!!

PolkadotConfederation wrote:

Cloud_ax wrote:good morning Lurker

Lurker wrote:We all know you have like an 80% purity rating. *hug*

Sweet, innnocent little Kassia.

those are the ones you have to be careful of, trust me, they'll kill you if you cross them.

Well, glad to see you challenging that claim. XD