At the party, he and his friends had some drinks.
After all it's not as bad as everyone thinks.
His friend asked, "Are you okay to give me a ride?"
"Yeah, sure, I'm okay. I'm fine." He lied.
He felt kind of woozy and his vision was blurry.
But he thought he'd be alright, so he didn't worry.
His parents had always told him to not drink and drive,
But when this night was through, he was sure he'd be alive.
Just ahead on the road there was a sizeable curve
And oncoming headlights, but he just couldn't swerve.
He knew in an instant that they would collide.
There'd be a horrible outcome to this terrible ride.
A few days later when he
Porcelain doll with tangled hair,
People pass or stop and stare,
Her cotton clothes are ripped and torn,
Her parents regret the day she was born,
Her plastic heart has melted down,
Her stunning smile, a perfect frown,
Her shining future, a blackened road,
Her flowing words, a fucked up code.
Once glowing eyes, now dark and dead,
And voices scream inside her head,
A falling rain of acid tears,
Mirrors reflecting all her fears,
A fire raging through her veins,
Drugs to reduce all her pains,
Her porcelain skin, now scarred and bruised,
Her staggering beauty, now gone and used.
A foreign beauty, now buried alone,
A cryptic place
Between her legs, lies something that
every man seems to want.
A place where she should be able
to call her own, between her legs.
She feels that men only want her,
a true want, to have sex with her, and
walk away.
The breasts she has, they gain
stares from men passing by, tripping
over themselves to find a chance to touch.
When will she stop being looked at,
as an object of sex? when will a man
see her as someone he may spend his
life with?
Her hips curve, and she doesnt
want your hands on them, if your
just going to touch her skin.
She wants a man to touch her soul,
not just touch her skin, and run his
So, my computer doesn't work at all since we have 36 severe viruses which is why I haven't been on for awhile. Someone is coming tomorrow to see if they can fix it somehow by clearing the hard drive completely, but otherwise we'll be getting a new hard drive or a whole new computer. Either way we're pretty much losing everything, so I'll be tormented by the frustration of trying to get everything back that I already had. Nearly all of my music was on the computer, so I'm left with just what I have on my mp3 player for now and then I'll have to try to somehow get all my songs back... okay, enough about that. i'm done.
guess the songs.
1.) Here comes Johnny Yen again
With the liquor and drugs
And a flesh machine
He's gonna do another strip tease
2.) Yesterday, and days before, sun is cold and rain is hard,
I know, been that way for all my time.
'Til forever, on it goes, through the circle, fast and slow,
I know; It can't stop, I wonder.
3.) My heart is broke, but I have some glue
Help me inhale, and mend it with you
We'll float around, and hang out on clouds
Then we'll come down
And have a hangover,
Have a hangover
4.) If there's a bustle in your hedgerow, don't be al
I realized that I haven't updated since July, so here's a new entry finally.
Nine Inch Nails concert last weekend. They were amazing, best show ever. I got quite the bruise on my face at some point, although I dont even remember getting hit. Death From Above 1979 was sort of annoying and then Queens of the Stone Age were decent, but Nine Inch Nails was by far the best. I was completely dead afterwards.
I actually went to the football game this weekend. We were driving around for a little before we went and we ended up going down this private road (accidentally). When we got to the end of it and were going to turn around these two mexican gu