Archive for January, 2009

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I TAKE IT THAT WE’RE OVER

January 24, 2009

 

Friendly Fires “Skeleton Boy” (UK)

I close my eyes on the dance floor
I forget about you
I lose myself in flashing colors
I’ve gotta see it through

You’re too much,
I take it that we’re over
Should we even care at all?
Too much, too much
Lets shake hands and say goodbye

Your love is out
Believing despite the loss
Give me your hand
Lets face this night and see it through
(repeat)

Right by my feet, lay broken glasses
You Skeleton Boy
Swept from the walls, drips on my shoulder
I gotta see it through

You’re too much,
I take it that we’re over
Should we even care at all?
Too much, too much
Lets shake hands and say goodbye

Before the sun comes out
Shake hands and say

Your love is out
Believing despite the loss
Give me your hand
Lets face this night and see it through
(repeat)

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morning time confession response:

“well…i know it’s tough to be heartbroken and trying to smother it by losing control over your better judgement, but you seem to always go to these parties, drink to get drunk, pick up on random girls then just feel guilty about it afterwards. you want to be with the one you fell in love with…but she’s gone now! you have to get over it and you won’t if you keep hiding it behind this russian roulette. when i said before to go out, party, meet other girls, don’t be ashamed to be a dude, i didn’t mean “be a douchebag.”

you had your fun, now you need to focus and hunker down. why don’t you ask that one girl, ______, out. she seems to genuinely like you back. you don’t need another serious relationship but maybe you could use some real love from a modestly normal girl and keep it steady. stay out of the hormone vortex and try dealing with your loss in a more productive way, like focusing on your game, not your shame.

you did the right thing at the club, even though you’ll hit yourself over the head about it. “why didn’t i just fuck her?” well…i’m glad you didn’t. as far as that other chick, more than likely, that was her boyfriend texting you back! lol

seriously, it’s time to move on. be the handsome man that you are, not the douchebag you’ve been.”

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it’s time to move on.

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IT’S TIME TO HIT THE FUCKING SNOW! THAT’S WHAT TIME IT IS! i’m taking my son to Truckee California close to Lake Tahoe this weekend for his birthday ski getaway! it’ll be his first time skiing and i’m totally stoked. i love that guy so much.

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DUST IT OFF (sequel)

January 24, 2009


Thunderheist “Jerk It” (Canada)

Yeah … Yeah … Yeah

Booty rockin
show stoppin
everybody back poppin
Knees jerkin, girls workin
Work it till your stomach hurtin
Don’t stop gotta get it get it
Shake it off till your body sweatin
Everybody watchin
But that don’t mean we stoppin

Let them know you worth it
Dust it off and jerk it
Jerk it, jerk it
Dust it off and jerk it. 4x

Whatchu know bout to bang bang
Dontchu wanna know
Dance and go
Relax and take off your coat
This ain’t somethin that you seen before. 2x

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THANK YOU Monika for getting me in the show and thank you Caroline for introducing me to THUNDERHEIST who did an awesome show last night! I’ll post my interview article when i’m finished!

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(previously posted june 2008)

dear _____,

i went out a few times this past weekend and didn’t have a good time. i basically did the same things that were fun once but not fun much anymore. not the least entertaining. i guess i’ve had enough of drowning myself with lousy music in the hormone vortex.

or is it just that i haven’t met anyone in these dark places in drunken times that would come close to being half of what you are to me??

love,

___

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morning time confession:

“dude,

i’m so ashamed of myself. last night, some random chick started humping on me at blow up so i grabbed her tits and she put my hands on her crotch and she just straight up unzipped me in the middle of the dancefloor and started jerking me! i was like, “umm….somewhere else?”

so we go upstairs to the mezzanine and the first thing she does is jump on the rickshaw and take her pants off to her ankles so, being a vagitarian, instinctively munched on her underaged tight little panoche until she started screaming “fuck me now!!!” at which time, the lights (upstairs) were turned up all of a sudden then i realized what i was doing and freaked out. all i could imagine were all the bugs that could be crawling down there for all i know.

so, instead of fucking her, i was like, “umm…i can’t do this. i have a kid.” and she was like, “oh…well either you’re gonna fuck me or you’re not. you know you want to!” and that pussy was hecka tight for reals. but, that would’ve been a total scandal if the rickshaw staff caught me fucking a little girl on a rickshaw at the rickshaw. so i said to her, “i also work here.” she asked me one more time but i said no so i got off and she put her pants back on. then she slapped me and ran to her friends.

i really should stop going to these “dance” parties that always end up with me feeling guilty from being molested by random people. i mean, i love sex, but i seriously don’t even know who these people are! lol (or what they have).

at the afterparty where i saw you, some asian girl took my number then kisses me when she left. she txted later and i call her. we agree to hook up so i drive down to the sunset where she’s at. she didn’t want to give her address for some reason and asked i meet her at the corner.

i thought about the black chick on the way there and how i really wanted to bust a nut but just not at the club and with someone i didn’t even talk to. so i looked forward to fingerbanging this cute asian girl. she kept texting me back saying “wait…i’ll be there” but i waited for 20 minutes then all of a sudden she texted “sleeping now. you took too long.” i was like WTF??

we txted back and forth and she was saying she was for real but i have to find her if i want her and playing these stupid games making me like a fool waiting on the corner for pussy. i left after 30 minutes of waiting and texting each other. she insisted she wasn’t fucking with me but i thought otherwise so i left.

i guess i deserved that.”

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