Lampost That was bad!
I just realized that there's going to be a lot of painful times in life, so I better learn to deal with it the right way.
I tend to live in the past because most of my life is there.
The face is the mirror of the mind, and eyes without speaking confess the secrets of the heart.
Edwhored ¬.¬
They say dreams are the windows of the soul - take a peek and you can see the inner workings, the nuts and bolts.
Forgiveness does not always lead to a healed relationship. Some people are not capable of love, and it might be wise to let them go along with your anger. Wish them well, and let them go their way.
It is easier to forgive an enemy than to forgive a friend.
I just realized that there's going to be a lot of painful times in life, so I better learn to deal with it the right way.
Ed =P
Like anyone else, there are days I feel beautiful and days I don't, and when I don't, I do something about it.
If there is one thing worse than being an ugly duckling in a house of swans, it's having the swans pretend there's no difference.
Our bodies communicate to us clearly and specifically, if we are willing to listen to them.
Your Fault Ed...
It’s the friends you can call up at four a.m. that matter.
When someone allows you to bear his burdens, you have found deep friendship.
There was a definite process by which one made people into friends, and it involved talking to them and listening to them for hours at a time.
I no doubt deserved my enemies, but I don't believe I deserved my friends.
Too Much On Her Plate
Things That She Can't Face.
Why did God create alcohol?
So ugly people have a chance.
Too True =/
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Hotel Song
Come in, come in
Come into my world I've got to show
Show show you
Come into my bed
I've got to know
Know know you
I have dreams of orca whales and owls
But I wake up in fear
You will never be my
You will never be my fool
Will never be my fool
Floaters in my eyes
Wake up in an hotel room
Cigarettes and lies
I am a child, it's too soon
I have dreams of orca whales and owls
But I wake up in fear
You will never be my
You will never be my fool
Will never be my fool
A little bag of cocaine
A little bag of cocaine
So who's the girl wearing my dress
I figured out her number
Inside a paper napkin
But I don't know her address I wade downstairs
The porter smiles to me a smile
I've bought
With a couple of gold coins
A sign that I've been caught
I have dreams of orca whales and owls
But I wake up in fear
You will never be my
You will never be my dear
Will never be my dear, dear friend
Dear dear friend, dear dear friend...
A little bag of cocaine
A little bag of cocaine
So who's the girl wearing my dress
I figured out her number
Inside a paper napkin
But I don't know her address
Come in, come in
Come into my world I've got to show
Show show you
Come into my bed
I've got to know
Know know you
I have dreams of orca whales and owls
But I wake up in fear
You will never be my
You will never be my dear
Will never be my dear, dear friend
Dear dear friend, dear dear friend...
Post Box.
Fire Engine.
Red Like You've Never Seen Before.
Shining Bright Drops.
Sophia's Arse Is ENORMOUS. Seriously.
PLANET
Look at the video on my MySpace. Sexy, oui?
But Imagery Doesn't Fit...