[November 23, 2005 @ 6:22pm] YOU FUCKING GASH. I AM GOING TO MERK YOU. a good fucking time♥ dance like.. [2]

[October 05, 2005 @ 9:12pm] the sad thing is we'll never live past the age of 16. a good fucking time♥ dance like.. [2]

[May 28, 2005 @ 11:54am] a good fucking time♥ dance like.. [1]

[March 30, 2005 @ 7:39pm] comment to be added........... this things about to go friends only. so....comment if you want me to add you... a good fucking time♥ dance like.. [12]

[March 24, 2005 @ 11:05pm] oh you've got to, mr. roboto. i see you dancing but you're just not good enough.. they tell me i'm sadistic, i tell you that it's true; i see you dancing with my girl, my eyes turn red. true it's that you tell i, sadistic i'm me tell, they see you dancing with my girl, my eyes turn red.. a good fucking time♥ dance like.. [2]

[March 20, 2005 @ 1:20pm] Why'd you have to get so hysterical? Success, success, success is over. Why'd you have to get so fucking useless. Play it cool, boy. Play it cool. dance like.. [0]

[March 18, 2005 @ 8:55pm] It's happening baby. They're putting up the chairs. Zaking the money, and all we can do is pray. Pray for tomorrow. so close your eyes. so close your mouth and do this all in time to the music that screams like a child in the back of your mind; in a clown's saloon. So goodnight Hollywood Boulevard, goodnight, See ya soon. Goodnight Hollywood Boulevard, see you sometime..yeah, right. Run away baby, back to your lonely house. You wanted the honey but you were only just stinging yourself it's hard to watch. So close your eyes. And I close your mouth. And I do this all in time to the music that dance like fools set on fire flailing their arms in a room full of whores. So goodnight Hollywood Boulevard, goodnight, See ya soon. Goodnight Hollywood Boulevard, see you sometime. Yeah, right. Yeah, right. dance like.. [0]

[March 17, 2005 @ 10:19pm] There is a man holding a megaphone, so he must have been the voice of God. The bystanders claimed they saw angels flying up and down the block. Well, they must have been attached to wires. I saw one laying in the lawn with a broken arm, so I called 911. So that is one less founded opinion. One more cause for a dispute. So the street filled, like a basin, up with cameras and their crews and they washed away the rumors leaving just the concrete truth. It was a spectacle. No, I mean a miracle. So then I fell like that girl from a balance beam. A gymnasium of eyes were all holding on to me. I lifted one foot to cross the otherand I felt myself slipping. It was a small mistake. Sometimes that is all it takes. Now I'm staring at my wrist, hoping that the timing is right. When the planets will align. There will be no planets to align. Just the carcass of the sun and those little painted marbles spinning senseless through an endless black sky. (and so it never started and it will never stop just like I am and you are) It was in a foreign hotel's bathtub I baptized myself in change. And one by one I drowned all of the people I had been. I emerged to find the parallels were fewer. I was cleansed. I looked in the mirror and someone new was there. Still, I was as helpless as a chess piece when I was lifted up by someone's hand and delivered from the corner my enemies had got me in. But in all of my salvation I still felt imprisoned inside that holding cell that is myself. So I wait for the day when I'll hear the key as it turns in the lock and the guard will say to me, "Oh my patient prisoner you have waited for this day and finally you are free! You are free! You are freezing." Now I'm staring at the sun, waiting for it to explode. Because a day is gonna come, don't know when but it will come and then we will finally know the way out of here. And I will throw away this wrinkled map and my chart of stars and compass, cracked. And I'll climb out that tree all wet with sap to avoid the hungry beasts below. I'll cut out my love's tongue and sing of a graveyard gray and a garden green and then we won't have to worry no more. No we won't ever worry again about how this song or story ends about how this song and story will end. a good fucking time♥ dance like.. [5]

[March 11, 2005 @ 7:20pm] How does it feel to know you're everything I need? the butterflies in my stomach could bring me to my knees. How does it feel to know you're everything I want? I've got a hard time saying this... Oh I adore the way you carry yourself with the grace of a thousand angels overhead. I love the way the galaxy starts to melt When we become one. How does it feel when we get locked into a stare? Please don't come looking for me when I get lost in the mess of your hair. How do you feel when everything you've known gets thrown aside? Never fear, my dear, 'cause we have nothing left to hide. Hold on to me girl. If you feel your grip getting loose just know that I'm right next to you. Hold on to me girl. If you feel your grip getting loose just know that I won't let you down . Well, I'm ready. I am ready to run away with you. Are you ready? Pack your things we can leave today. Say your goodbyes and get on the train. just you and I in the sweet unknown. We can just call each other our home. a good fucking time♥ dance like.. [1]

[March 09, 2005 @ 8:10pm] My life reads like the classifieds. Pages of what's for sale, whats on the auction line? Attention bidders, its Lot 45, He's got a decent voice, he's got that crooked smile. Hold on, you havent heard the best yet... He writes good storylines, he's got those honest eyes. So, take him home for just $9.95, he'll sing the songs you like, he'll keep you warm at night. Back down, cash out, that's the city for ya. Break down and back out, get what's coming to you. When you said you were falling apart I thought you meant that you were falling apart.. I'm not the type to forget about nights like this, where every single move that I make is documented and scored for style points. The most ambitious one, now holds the smoking gun. And if I die in my sleep, are you still willing to be everything you promised you would be? Back down, cash out, that's the city for ya. Break down and back out, get what's coming to you. When you said you were falling apart I thought you meant that you were falling apart...Will you be the first one to tell the name on the paper, and all my family and friends that still care. Did you buy what I sold and did you hear what I told you? I hope you still will, will you? Promise yourself, that this isn't all we've got... dance like.. [0]

[March 03, 2005 @ 8:01pm] 5 months later and shes back. for "one night only". Flick came back! a fixed computer, and mending heart and shes back on the scene! i've kind of missed her. five months is a long time. plus i was meant to see her at the carlsberg academy, but we couldn't find her :(...but if i can persuade callum, theres a small chance we might see her in london. she said we could stay with her! but i doubt that will happen. in fact, it wont happen. (she actually said i could stay with her, she said nothing about callum.) its nearly the weekend?!?! this week has gone so fast. PLUS its nearly end of term. soon i'm going on the spanish trip...thats gonna be either really fun/reaaally bad. army wasn't as bad as normal today. and TAA is alot less of a 'thing i dread' now. its all falling into place. a good fucking time♥ dance like.. [39]

I am not another stupid teenage fucking whore. [February 28, 2005 @ 6:46pm] Today is gonna be the day that they're gonna throw it back to you. By now you should've somehow realized what you gotta do. I don't believe that anybody, feels the way I do about you now... Backbeat the word was on the street that the fire in your heart is out. I'm sure you've heard it all before but you never really had a doubt. I don't believe that anybody feels the way I do about you now... And all the roads we have to walk are winding...and all the lights that lead us there are blinding...there are many things that I would like to say to you..but i don't know how... Because maybe...you're gonna be the one who saves me..And after all..You're my wonderwall... Today was gonna be the day, but they'll never throw it back to you. by now you should've somehow realized what you're not to do. I don't believe that anybody feels the way I do, about you now... dance like.. [0]

[February 27, 2005 @ 1:16pm] my journal makes me feel like such a cunt! theres so much complete shit in here. i look back at it and just think 'what..the...fuck' 'who was i!?!?' i've started striking stuff. dance like.. [0]

[February 26, 2005 @ 12:25pm] I really want go home tonight. I feel like this is going nowhere. think of something quick.. dance like.. [0]

[February 24, 2005 @ 9:22pm] ooooooooooooooooooooooh. this hottie came into the pharmacy today. she was hot. plus my age. but she would never of considered me, 'cause im just a poor fucking shelves stacker. she was wearing a polo shirt, and some jeans...so i guess you could call her a trendy kev/hardcore chav/shaz/punk/mod/emo/indie/ghetto kid? she easily came into all of those... dance like.. [0]

[February 24, 2005 @ 9:08pm] First with your hands, and then with your mouth. A downpour of sweat, damp cotton clouds. I was a fool, you were my friend, we made it happen. You took off your clothes, left on the light. You stood there so brave; you used to be shy. each feature improved..each movement refined and eyes like a showroom. Now they are spreading out the blankets on the beach. That weatherman is a liar. He said it would be raining but it is clear and blue as far as I can see. dance like.. [0]

[February 22, 2005 @ 7:10pm] C + P into a comment kids. this rudegirl sent it to me - looking for compliments. though i'd do the same. innit. ( Compliments? or.....Complaints.. ) a good fucking time♥ dance like.. [6]

[February 21, 2005 @ 4:03pm]       ( i can't... ) dance like.. [0]

And I tell myself that I'll go through the motions for the last time tonight. [February 21, 2005 @ 12:45pm]     12th and hyde on a sunday - feeling like were grown, and we're nothing short of invincible.       SCHOOL TOMORROW. just thought i'd remind everybody.     dance like.. [0]

[February 19, 2005 @ 2:32pm] "sorry i'm just tired," you said. I made a scene and you replied "sorry that i'm tired, but can i just see you smile?". what was going through my head as we laid on the phone in our beds? you always felt like you were wrong. sorry you're tired...because i've been keeping you up half the night and bathing in your tears, because i've been "oh so scared to lose you" and holding on too tight. dance like.. [0]

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