electricGypsy

I will light the match this morning so I won't be alone. Watch as she lies silent for soon that will be gone. Oh, I will stand arms outstretched. Pretend I'm free to roam. Oh, I will make my way through one more day in hell. How much difference does it make? I will hold the candle till it burns up my arm. Oh, I'll keep taking punches until their will grows tired. Oh, I will stare the sun down until my eyes go blind. Hey, I won't change direction and I won't change my mind. How much difference does it make? Mmm, how much difference does it make? How much difference... I'll swallow poison until I grow immune. I will scream my lungs

I know the pieces fit cuz I watched them fall away Mildewed and smoldering. Fundamental differing. Pure intention juxtaposed will set two lovers souls in motion Disintegrating as it goes testing our communication The light that fueled our fire then has burned a hole between us so; We cannot see to reach an end crippling our communication. I know the pieces fit cuz I watched them tumble down No fault, none to blame it doesn't mean I don't desire to Point the finger, blame the other, watch the temple topple over. To bring the pieces back together, rediscover communication The poetry that comes from the squaring off between, And the c

Ok this is the entery from my other journal... I think I'm just going to start updating this one from now on... This happened ofer this last weekend. So lets just see how much we can piss on my parade! Friday mom didn't come to pick up Gab till 8pm then I went to the Caterie... Ok time there... Did a bit of window shopping :) there was some nice meet on the market last weekend.. So then saturday when I was talking to Gabrielle she tells me how Debbie (mom) made the comment about her going over there every weekend... So I guess it's that big of a deal for me to have some time to myself?! I mean, shit! my mom is 52/53 years old and has no plan