Saturday, June 03, 2006
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does anyone still read xanga? i mean seriously.. i'm bored. so here's some of my favorite quotessss<3
In conversation I fail miserably
I want to be someone else whenever I speakYoure not who you used to be, or at least not to me.
A ghost on a movie screen is what you seemShe was busy trying to pass the time Between the previous and next nervous breakdown
"So tell me what would you have to say for asking who you really are.
oh god, i want to know just a little truth down here."This is the way that i can't describe anything i've felt for a while.
it's just a little too much to take.do you know you’re fake? stop giving for the take.
Put your memories in boxes And cut all your losses. Romance left this place long ago If these walls could talk They’d tell me it’s time to go.
My lips they tremble from this silence
I should have known
but I never thought you'd do this to me
it hurts to laugh
now that i know the joke was on mewhen he said i hope you're sleeping better knowing that i never sleep at all did you reply with that smile? i know this can't be what you had in mindSo, I hope this postcard finds you lonely. I hope you're as lost as I was when you left me
I keep lookin' for the slightest sign
that you might miss what you left behind
I know there's nothing stopping you now
but I'd settle for a slowdown.Love is a fire. But whether it is going to warm your heart or burn down your house, you can never tell
hello regret.. it's been a while
Is this all too familiar?
Does it happen all the time?
I'm just asking you to hear me.
Could you please, just once, just hear me?
More than anything you wanted to be right
still it's you, it's you I can't deny."ladies of fashion starve their happiness to feed their vanity,
and their love to feed their pride."How can I make this more poetic
When there's nothing more pathetic
To be said?But you're getting wrose
I swear it
It's hard to prove
You're an understatement
You're getting worse
And I know
That you'll be calling
Calling, calling me againso my dear, good night- good bye. and it fell. and they pulled his words like her limbs from the rubble. oh they crushed like lovers fit for battle. and the rain created rythms to comfort all the bodies, and to wash away her story. but the pictures proved to show it all.
oh these rythms of mine are so inconsistant anyway. just one gasp, and i'll be gone.
'cause we're so good at what we do. with our arms crossed, and our fingers locked- we work like perfect puzzle pieces. cut right and formed to fit. but its so diffrent when i know you've gone.
well i just thought that you should know i think we're running our course. so many times we've moved- more than your oldest pair of walking shoes. our heals were begging, our hearts are telling us, their screaming, "it's time to let go"
just a breakdown of the heart
im lost for words
that wont mean a thing
a tragic ending
a farewell to a friendship
that meant nothing at all
you let her in
you let her win
is there anything else to break
or bend a bond as strong as ours
that wallow all through love all through lifeAll eyes off me, no more pathetic memories
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