t(¬.¬t)
2 Girls 1 Cup reaction :P
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2 Girls 1 Cup reaction :P
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We speak in the store
I’m a sensitive bore
You seem markedly more
And I’m oozing surprise
But it’s late in the day
And you’re well on your way
What was golden went gray
And I’m suddenly shy
And the gatherin’ floozies
Afford to be choosy
And all sneezing darkly
In the dimming divide
And I have read the right books
To interpret your looks
You were knocking me down
With the palm of your eye
This was unlike the story
It was written to be
I was riding its back
When it used to ride me
And we were galloping manic
To the mouth of the source
We were swallowing panic
In the face of its force
And I am blue
I am blue and unwell
Made me bolt like a horse
Now it’s done
Watch it go
You’ve changed some
water runs from the snow
Am I so dear?
Do I run rare?
And you’ve changed some
Peach, plum, pear…
Peach, plum…
Send “Peach, Plum, Pear” Ringtone to your Cell
t(¬.¬t)
so lonely that it’s becoming ridiculous. i really just want someone to hold/kiss/admire.
ugh. stupid emotions. it’d be nice if i could block them out without feeling awful about doing so.
we dug these holes we crawled into now they’re my home
now here i cannot feel the wind, cant feel the rain oh no
and i believe in gentle harmony
well how i loathe all this obscenity
is this the way my life has got to be?
have i a single opportunity?
look at me oh look at me is this the way i’ll always be
oh no, oh no
now i pray that somebody will quickly come and kidnap me
oh no, oh no
everyday i lie awake and pray to god today’s the day
oh no, oh no
here i am oh here i am oh when will someone understand?
oh no, oh no
and all at once i feel this, oh how it clings to me
it reels and calls me towards it, confounding destiny
and i can feel the madness inch by inch
the more i run the more i am convinced
a color all these like the branches glimpse
just like the saddle in the foggy mist
Arcade Fire - The Suburbs(Continued)