He's taken and leaving
But I keep believing
That he's gonna come round soon
Until I see him again
I'm staying believing
That it won't be deceiving
When he's gonna come round
Well I may seem naive if I cry as you leave
Like I'm just one more tortured heart
These cracks that I show as I'm watching
You go aren't tearing me apart
I may seem naive if I cry as you leave
Like I'm just one more tortured heart
These cracks that I show as I'm watching
You go aren't tearing me apart


Why is it I wonder? Why is it that you spend so long wishing you could have that thing that you've wanted for so long, and when you get it... its boring as all fuck and you can't be bothered.

Love, I get so lost sometimes, days pass, they pass and this emptiness fills my heart.
monsieur_djinn: (My other ride)
( Jul. 28th, 2008 10:38 am)
Finally I rise from my saintlike slumber, attended as I am by my Stalinist Oranges and Moose Hoofmaidens.

Yay! I'm geekishly excited about going back to uni tomorrow, apart from possible pabiqness, which I'm sure I can handle in any case. I have International Relations in the Asia Pacific 218 and Oil, God and War, two classes that will be totally fascinating.

In other news Nic and I have decided that we wish to rule over Pastafaria, a land made up of the bunny islands, with the Flying Spaghetti Monster and Invisible Pink Unicorn as the God and Goddess of the State Religion. It will be a happy prosperous place, however, invaders will be dealt with accordingly... MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA.



In other news,  have a driving lesson in half an hour, thus I think I might go and have a shower. 

^_^

Copper Boom.

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