All the snow outside makes me wanna get warm and comfy on my couch and sleep a sleep forever. I don't wan't to think about responsibilities, decesions that need to be made, my short-comings and definately not all the things I should be doing that I'm not.
I love the snow no matter what most poeple think. I think it's beautiful, and I don't mind the cold, or mess, or hassles. The snow makes everyone calm down and slow down. It covers up so many imperfections. Everything seems so peaceful and how it should be. Why does everyone wish it away, and run outside to get rid of it? Everything should shut down. People should be forced to stay home with the ones they love most. It forces people to stop and spend quality time together. Some of my fondest and happiest memories in life come from snowy days.
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I didn't find out till 6 o clock this evening that Saddam had been captured. I think he's a horrible man, but yet I almost felt sorry for him, seeing him in those pictures. He was someone who came from nothing, built an empire and then watched it be destroyed. Because of all the wrong things he did he basically killed and destroyed everything he did love. None of that justifys his actions and wrong doings. Everyone needs to be held accountable for what they have done and he's no exception.
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She Talks to Angels
LYRICS She never mentions the word addiction
In certain company
Yes, she�ll tell you she�s an orphan
After you meet her family
She paints her eyes as black as night, now
Pulls those shades down tight
Yeah, she gives a smile when the pain comes,
The pain�s gonna make everything alright
Says she talks to angels,
They call her out by her name
She talks to angels,
Says they call her out by her name
She keeps a lock of hair in her pocket
She wears a cross around her neck
Yes, the hair is from a little boy
And the cross is someone she has not met, not yet
Says she talks to angels,
Says they all know her name
Oh yeah, she talks to angels,
Says they call her out by her name
She don�t know no lover,
None that I ever seen
Yes, to her that ain�t nothing
But to me, yeah me,
It�s everything
She paints her eyes as black as night now
She pulls those shades down tight
Oh yeah, there�s a smile when the pain comes,
The pain�s gonna make everything alright, alright yeah
She talks to angels,
Says they call her out by her name
Oh yeah, yeah, angels
Call her out by her name
Oh, angels
They call her out by her name
Oh, she talks to angels
They call her out
Yeah, they call her out
Don�t you know that they call her out by her name
damn... - Friday, Nov. 16, 2007
too tired - Thursday, Mar. 03, 2005
all over again - Tuesday, Mar. 01, 2005
complimentary head should =complimentary hi - Thursday, May. 27, 2004
what it's like to have to choose - Tuesday, May. 25, 2004