it’s the weekend. so i’m looking forward to chilling out, getting a violin (this is codespeak. people. seriously. you know about me and anything requiring coordination. this codespeak is for a friend) and extreme cammertime.
Sunshine, please? I have been brave and good, and present this week.
Very present. In every moment. it has been good, indeed. Mostly because i got to be clear, and blunt and focused.
have a good weekend, you audience of eleven.
Anyway, this is on my iTunes today. Mostly because, Neen, Bee and Angel were singing along songs with me. You gals rock. Mostly because, I can rock on my chair (this is a genetic characteristic) to it.
bent for you ~ anm
you’re unsure and you’re not ready so that must mean I want you
you’re unavailable and disinterested and to you I look for comfort
a million times in a million ways I will try to change you
a million months and a million days I’ll try to somehow convince you
I have waited for you and adjusted for you and I’m done
I have deferred to you and enabled you and I’m done
you’re too young or you’re too old or you’re simply not inclined
you’re asleep or you’re withholding be that my cue to crave you
several times in several ways I’ll try to squeeze love from you
several hours and several ways I’ll feast on scraps thrown from you
I have bent for you and I’ve deprived for you and I’m done
I have depressed for you and contorted for you and I’m done
I have stifled for you and I’ve compromised for you and I’m done
I have stunted for you and sacrificed for you and I’m done
it won’t be long before I am reclaimed
it won’t take long and I’ll be on path again
it won’t be easy for us to disengage
I’m at the end of self deprivation stage
you’re afraid of every woman afraid of your inner workings
you cringe at the thought of living under the same roof as me, god and everything
a million times and a million ways I’ve tried to alter to match you
several times every several days I’ve tried to uncrush on you
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You’re done. Finally.
Heh.
No YOU rock. Still singing. X
omw, I love this song!!
Wow… those words are incredible!
I can like tweetkaraoke LOTS!!!
*sob*
Man.
My vagina was made for assholes. Lol. Except, well, you know – in this case its not exactly literal. And you know why.
“my vagina only attracts arseholes”, said cath to sheena one night in the kitchen.
now if only you had said: “well, hey its great cause mine only attracts “insert word rhymes with scooter”
love you sheen. X