cimorene

it's amazing the number of livejournal users who feel their inmost self is captured by britney spears's face.

/snerk.

and may i say again?

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAURRRRGGGH!

why me, god? why, why, why?

[edit: livejournal is broken again? fuck it. seven ways to hell. with some kind of bells on, possibly. i'm losing patience rapidly and i just want to read some diana wynne jones that i've never read before. maybe i'll search the internet for that existentialist novel by tom stoppard.

my hands are making pitiful little CLAWS. see? ::gnashes teeth:: rrrrk.

if i could say what i wanna say
i'd say i wanna blow you --away
be with you every night
am i squeezing you too tight?
if i could say what i wanna see
i wanna see you go down
on one knee

i liked this song better when i thought it said 'blow you' and 'see you go down on me.' holls and i are agreed--it's better that way.]