Listening to: David Bowie- All the Pretty Things Are Going to Hell
Feeling: secretive
You're still breathing but you don't know why
Life's a bit and sometimes you die
You're still breathing but you just can't tell
Don't hold your breath but the pretty things are going to hell
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What is eternal?
What is damned?
What is clay and what is sand?
Who to dis?
Who to truss?
Who to listen to?
Who to suss?
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Backstreets back ALRIGHT!
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Oh. I'm scaring myself...
DAvid Bowie... Ok.
Spice Girls........ *scratches head*... I can deal.
Backstreeet Boys... No! Never!!
Whats wrong with me?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!
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Happy orange juice day every-buddy! Wooooooo-ness. Porn-tasmism. *whispers to self*
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BANG! "Gah, I've been shot!" *bleeds a lot*
"Help! Anyone!" *bleeds a lot more* "hellllp..." *gasp* "some...one..."
*dies*
in a barbie world,
life in plastic.... wow, see what you have me doing, now i must look up the lyrics.
~stynkie