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fresh little nadine
Date: 2007-04-07 03:13
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Mood:drunkdrunk
Why is he so determined to make me not love him anymore??
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fresh little nadine
Date: 2007-03-31 01:36
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Mood:fuckfuck
Music:WE RAGAZZI my personal emotional crusher that no one has ever heard of
Yeah so the We Ragazzi album I, by some fortuitous twist of fate, randomly picked out of the bargain bin of cds, is pretty much all I listen to now, no thanks to me reading the lyrics in the cd booklet. GAWD. there are some that just make me die when I even think about them, let alone listen to them, and some are just one line:

If love is slavery, put those shackles on me (see last entry title, haha)

I wanna love somebody that can make me ache...

I got a pretty little job
Making your heart beat
Yeah I can taste it in your mouth
How much you need me


also I really like:
I am not a machine
Can't you see the blood on my teeth?


I have all kinds of irrational love for this band and album. also: my confusion and sadness has now turned to drunken belligerence and anger and there might be some ranting tonight, oh god. I am a little worried, and pretty sure it is a very bad idea, but I am seriously really fed up with this back and forth shit. it is killing me and I can't stand the hot/cold dynamix for a second longer pretty much. also I am inordinately drunk right now and also discovered a miracle hit of pot in my pipe I didnt know I had so HELLO. I am in turmoil. we're talking hellza drunk, lil high, 3 hrs of sleep, lover scorned type of turmoil and unfortunately my limited sources of.. demurecy?? (demure as a noun?!) and coyness have officially headed for the hills. I AM TRASHY DRUNK. FUCKING SUE ME. I am driven crazy by this stupid, stupid boy and it is fucking ruining my life. god. I have had to stop myself from drunken bawling 2 times tonight already but it's looking inevitable at this point. asnyway time for some more gterrible alvohol and horrifyin g confrontations, stay tuenmed for bulldhit. I am humiliated now on top of additional "could-be-better" feelings. SAD. TIMES. my phone just rang and it turned out to be my sis but I thought it was going to be him. guess that;'s too much to ask. I FEEL LIKE A PSYCHO OMg. gawd.
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fresh little nadine
Date: 2006-04-28 03:49
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We move like cagey tigers
We couldn't get closer than this
The way we walk
The way we talk
The way we stalk
The way we kiss
We slip through the streets
While everyone sleeps
Getting bigger and sleeker
And wider and brighter
We bite and scratch and scream all night
Let's go and throw
All the songs we know...

Into the sea
You and me
All these years and no one heard
I'll show you in spring
It's a treacherous thing
We missed you hissed the lovecats

We're so wonderfully wonderfully wonderfully
Wonderfully pretty!
Oh you know that I'd do anything for you...
We should have each other to tea huh?
We should have each other with cream
Then curl up by the fire
And sleep for awhile
It's the grooviest thing
It's the perfect dream
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fresh little nadine
Date: 2006-04-03 03:51
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