Everybody's
Got the right
To be happy.
Don't stay mad,
Life's not as bad
As it seems.
If you keep your
Goal in sight,
You can climb to
Any height.
Everybody's
Got the right
To their dreams...
Saturday, January 2, 2010
Wouldn't it be loverly?
All I want is a room somewhere,
Far away from the cold night air.
With one enormous chair,
Aow, wouldn't it be loverly?
Lots of choc'lates for me to eat,
Lots of coal makin' lots of 'eat.
Warm face, warm 'ands, warm feet,
Aow, wouldn't it be loverly?
Aow, so loverly sittin' abso-bloomin'-lutely still.
I would never budge 'till spring
Crept over me windowsill.
Someone's 'ead restin' on my knee,
Warm an' tender as 'e can be. 'ho takes good care of me,
Aow, wouldn't it be loverly?
Loverly, loverly, loverly, loverly
Thursday, December 31, 2009
I'll never regret or let you
2009:
I rediscovered my love for red lipstick.
I realized how much I LOVE Babra Streisand.
I realized how much I LOVE Babra Streisand.
I found out that Emily has Barbra nails
I started talking to Camille.
The collage came down.
I saw Idina in concert.
Rita died.
I got a job at Nadeau's and met Kara & Irene.
I got a real Camera. K.J. named it Taye Diggs because it is big and it's black.
It rained. A lot
I saw Harry Potter at midnight in a Harry Potter themed shirt. I know - I'm cool.
Karima left me & I found a nice corny picture of us.
We were introduced to Gninneh.
I found my dream school and realized that I will never be able to go there. YAY!!
Why stay?
Enduring and coping and hurting and Hoping for day after fucking day
Why stay?
Why stay?
Why not simply end it
We'd all comprehend it and most of the world
would say he's better off that way to be free
Enduring and coping and hurting and Hoping for day after fucking day
Why stay?
Why stay?
Why not simply end it
We'd all comprehend it and most of the world
would say he's better off that way to be free
and maybe so is she
A promise a boy says forever
A boy says whatever may come will come through
and who can know how when all I know now to be true,
is this promise that I made to you.
A promise a man says forever
A man says I'll never regret or let you
The promise I made to stay and I stay true.
A promise a boy says forever
A boy says whatever may come will come through
and who can know how when all I know now to be true,
is this promise that I made to you.
A promise a man says forever
A man says I'll never regret or let you
The promise I made to stay and I stay true.
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Don't be afraid it won't be perfect. The only thing to be afraid of is that it won't be.
I bought a disposal camera today. It put me out $3. I made Kara drive me to a park and made her smoke for me so I could take pictures.
I love my friends.
Someone to need you too much,
Someone to know you too well,
Someone to pull you up short
And put you through hell.
Don't be afraid it won't be perfect.
Someone to know you too well,
Someone to pull you up short
And put you through hell.
Don't be afraid it won't be perfect.
The only thing to be afraid of really is that it won't be.
Someone you have to let in,
Someone whose feelings you spare,
Someone who, like it or not,
Will want you to share
A little, a lot.
Someone to crowd you with love,
Someone to force you to care,
Someone to make you come through,
Who'll always be there,
As frightened as you
Of being alive,
Being alive.
Somebody, hold me too close,
Somebody, hurt me too deep,
Somebody, sit in my chair
And ruin my sleep
And make me aware Of being alive,
Being alive.
Somebody, need me too much,
Somebody, know me too well,
Somebody, pull me up short
And put me through hell
And give me support
For being alive,
Make me alive.
Make me confused,
Mock me with praise,
Let me be used,
Vary my days.
But alone is alone, not alive.
Somebody, crowd me with love,
Somebody, force me to care,
Somebody, make me come through,
I'll always be there,
As frightened as you,
To help us survive
Being alive.
Someone you have to let in,
Someone whose feelings you spare,
Someone who, like it or not,
Will want you to share
A little, a lot.
Someone to crowd you with love,
Someone to force you to care,
Someone to make you come through,
Who'll always be there,
As frightened as you
Of being alive,
Being alive.
Somebody, hold me too close,
Somebody, hurt me too deep,
Somebody, sit in my chair
And ruin my sleep
And make me aware Of being alive,
Being alive.
Somebody, need me too much,
Somebody, know me too well,
Somebody, pull me up short
And put me through hell
And give me support
For being alive,
Make me alive.
Make me confused,
Mock me with praise,
Let me be used,
Vary my days.
But alone is alone, not alive.
Somebody, crowd me with love,
Somebody, force me to care,
Somebody, make me come through,
I'll always be there,
As frightened as you,
To help us survive
Being alive.
Would it be all right by you if I de-greenify you?"
Chelsea --- getting her fix on vacation.
I must degreenify her, but I fear that distance makes the heart grow fonder. If only Chels the bells could meet Gninneh, how can we arrange this?
I must degreenify her, but I fear that distance makes the heart grow fonder. If only Chels the bells could meet Gninneh, how can we arrange this?
And one day, he'll say to me: "Elphaba,
A girl who is so superior
Shouldn't a girl who's so good inside
Have a matching exterior?
And since folks here to an absurd degree
Seem fixated on your verdigris
Would it be all right by you
If I de-greenify you?"
Unlimited
My future is unlimited
And I've just had a vision
Almost like a prophecy
I know- it sounds truly crazy
And true, the vision's hazy
But I swear, someday there'll be
A celebration throughout Oz
That's all to do with me!
Wishing only wounds the heart
I want to go to there.
I want to go to the beach. I want to go somewhere I can feel infinitesimally small. I don’t care if it’s cold. I don’t care if it’s wet. Cold & wet is better than here.
Don't dream too far
Don't lose sight of who you are
Don't remember that rush of joy
Ev'ry so often we long to steal
To the land of what-might-have-been
But that doesn't soften the ache we feel
When reality sets back in
Don't wish, don't start
Wishing only wounds the heart
Don't lose sight of who you are
Don't remember that rush of joy
Ev'ry so often we long to steal
To the land of what-might-have-been
But that doesn't soften the ache we feel
When reality sets back in
Don't wish, don't start
Wishing only wounds the heart
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