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[09 Aug 2004|07:16pm] |
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Propagandhi - Anchorless |
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They called here to tell me that you're finally dying,
Through a veil of childish cries.
Southern Manitoba prairies pulling at the pant-leg of your bad disguise.
So why were you so anchorless?
A boat abandoned in some backyard.
Anchorless in the small town that you lived and died in.
I've got an armchair from your family home.
Got your P. G. Wodehouse novels and your telephone.
I've got your plates and stainless steel.
Got that way of never saying what you really feel.
I don't want to live and die here where we're anchorless.
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[03 Aug 2004|07:58pm] |
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Something Corporate - Watch The Sky |
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I'm lost at sea
the radio is jamming but they won't find me
I swear it's for the best
and then your frequency is pulling me in closer till I'm home
and I've been up for days
I finally lost my mind and then I lost my way
I'm blistered but I'm better
and I'm home.
I was thinking about those lines (from a song) for a couple days - and what it reminds me of is those 'I am a selfish drama queen' moods we all have. When the stupid, pig-headed part of human nature takes over. When we just push everyone away and pretend no-one loves us and we are TEH ALONE and make countless self-pitying livejournal posts.
(Note: I do mean pretend, because afterwards we know we were just enoying an orgy of self pity. Sometimes you get in the 'real' version of these moods, and I guess it ain't pretty.)
Yet all the time we're supposedly sending out these '-sniff- leave me alone in my oh so deep misery because you wouldn't understand' signals, what we're really communicating is our need for others and the expression of the pent up stupidity and needs. You get so wrapped up in this drama whore world, saying 'oh, it's for the best that I be alone for evermore because -sniff- I only hurt them', but then finally someone who has the sense to see through it all brings you back, without actually telling you you're a total idiot, yet they know you know that they know it was all a facade.
And that is the mark of a true friend.
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[27 Jan 2004|05:00pm] |
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Yeah, thats right. Friends only journal here. Schools starting, and I'm paranoid that real-life people will actually read this so I'm going friends only. Comment to be added.
Hugs to all my LJ friends. You guys rock.
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