February 2011
Boo Forever,
Spinning like a ghost on the bottom of a top, I’m haunted by all the space that I will live without you.
By Richard Brautigan
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So used to self abuse by now because the end is always near.
January 2011
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In spring time When you haven’t got a dime Yeah, in spring time And life seems a crime Come on over Cry on my shoulder, and drink Broken-hearted wine Tastes fine In the spring time Broken-hearted wine Tastes fine
So you finally see her face at last, and the pain will never pass You thought she was the only girl in the whole wide world for you You can come on over Cry on my shoulder, and...
First a kiss, then a fall Some pale shade takes it all Tangled up in a knot One foot free, one foot caught Light the stove with a match I just wait, I just think I’m so sad, I can’t stand I can’t stand, I can’t stand
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She’ll go down there to nowhere soon She’ll stand there still with her head in the moon I will be her nowhere man We’re not named until the end Ooh ooh That girl was so much better than me But it always goes wrong There’s no cure for the lonely With loneliness she’ll sink in the sand I feel the heat go out of her hand We were born with our face to the wall We only...
