Mary, carry my name Hoof marks hacked up all i had to offer you Looked all over this place Lost your portrait lately when the winter blew In like herod and them Freedom hangs like heaven over everyone Ain't nobody knows what the newborn holds But a dollar says he'll lick that devil And do it alone
You quiver like a candle on fire, I'm putting you out, Maybe tonight we could be the last shout, Cause I'm fascinated by your style, Your beauty will last for a while. You're feeling instead of being. The more that I live on the inside, Nothing to give. I'm infatuated by your moves, I've got to search hard for your clues. Trying to outrun your fears, You're running to lose, Heart on your sleeve, Your sole in your shoes. Take a left, A sharp left, And another left. Meet me on the corner, We'll start again.
Are you drinking?
12:57 AM
Thursday, October 18, 2007
lickerish
well, you go that way. and i'll go this way.
meet me in the middle of sin. 30 high and dry ones.
For those numb skulls who "signed" the letter (keep 377a). (read on first) shame on you rude buggers. everyone's entitled to their own views yes, but need you sign the letter with your homophobic tasteless comments?
Repealing 377a wont turn the country into decay. Simply because, men have been having sex with men wayyy before. and you don't see our country going down the drain no?
and to the rest of you religious haters, stop whining lah! jez, religion is about love & peace. its sooo not about being prejudice.
Any form of religion, never preaches hate. you shld know that better.
anyways on a totally random note, i shld snap outta this holiday mode, get my arse into work mode and tell myself this.
sleep is not important. *chants* i need that student mojo
