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[14 Jul 2008|01:12am] |
Something Kris and I started but never went anywhere with.
( Cleanser )
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[22 Jun 2008|07:16pm] |
DIRECTIONS:
1.Open your library (iTunes, Media Player, iPod, etc)
2.Put it on shuffle
3.Press play
4.For every question, type the song that's playing
5.When you go to a new question, press the next button
6.Don't lie and try to pretend you're cool...
This song describes your best friend.
The Divine Suicide of K - Protest the Hero
This song describes your family.
Expired in Goreville - Chiodos
This song describes your romantic situation.
Magazines - Brand New
This song describes someone you will meet soon.
Child of Dust - Thrice
This song describes your favourite place to be.
Title and Registration - Death Cab for Cutie
This song describes your least favourite place to be.
Blood clots and blackholes - Thrice
This song describes your past.
Learn to Fly - Foo Fighters
This song describes your present situation.
You Could be Happy - Snow Patrol
This song will describe your future.
Comfortably Numb - Pink Floyd
Who do I think I am?
Jude Law and a semester aboard - Brand New
Who do my friends think I am?
I've been eating (for you) - Bright Eyes
Who does my family think I am?
Severed ties yield severed heads - It Dies Today
This song describes the solution to a problem I'm having.
Trust - Thrice
This song gives an answer to an unsolved question.
The Boy who Blocked his Own Shot - Jesse Lacey & Kevin Devine.
This song describes my life's philosophy.
Needles - Haste the Day
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LIFE SOUNDTRACK!
Opening Credits :
Do you feel at home - Bright Eyes
Waking Up :
Starfuckers Inc - NIN
First Day of School :
A stranger - A Perfect Circle
Falling in Love :
Chasing Cars - Snow Patrol
Fight Song :
Deguasser - Brand New
Prom :
Take the money and run - the Steve Miller band.
Life :
Degenerated - Airheads soundtrack
Mental Breakdown :
Wolves at Night - Manchester Orchestra
Driving :
Woe - Say Anything
Flashback :
Online Songs - Blink 182
Getting Back Together :
Untitled 01 - Brand New
Losing Your Virginity :
There's No I in Team - Taking Back Sunday
Wedding :
Every Thug needs a lady - Alkaline Trip
Birth of Child :
A lack of color - Death Cab for Cutie
Final Battle :
The outsider - A Perfect Circle
Death Scene :
Vices - Dead Poetic
Funeral Song:
Hold on Loosely - 38 Special
End Credits :
Dear Tragdey - Bayside
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[18 Apr 2008|01:12am] |
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Airheads Soundtrack - Degenerated |
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SouIless (6:19:35 PM): What you order?
coastiine (6:19:42 PM): Buffalo Chicken sandwich.
SouIless (6:19:59 PM): Sounds gross.
coastiine (6:20:03 PM): It's awesome.
SouIless (6:20:09 PM): It seems messy.
coastiine (6:20:15 PM): Little bit.
SouIless (6:20:33 PM): I got a mental image of you with BBQ all over your face.
SouIless (6:20:36 PM): Listening to Brand New.
coastiine (6:21:09 PM): Sounds bout right.
SouIless (6:22:27 PM): Pretty sexy imo.
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| Brand New - Seventy times seven. |
[02 Feb 2008|05:17pm] |
Back in school they never taught us what we needed to know,
like how to deal with despair, or someone breaking your heart.
For twelve years I've held it all together
but a night like this is begging to pull me apart.
I played it quiet, left you deep in conversation.
I felt uncool and hung out around the kitchen.
I remember I kept thinking that I know you never would,
and now I know I want to kill you like only a best friend could.
Everyone's caught on to everything you do
Everyone's caught on to.
As if this happening wasn't enough I got to go
and write a song just to remind myself how bad it sucked.
Ignore the sun, the covers over my head.
I wrote a message on my pillow that says,
"Jesse, stay asleep in bed."
So don't apologize. I hope you choke and die.
Search your cell for something with which to hang yourself.
They say you need to pray if you want to go to heaven
but they don't tell you what to say
when your whole life has gone to hell.
Everyone's caught on to everything you do
Everyone's caught on to
And everyone's caught on to everything you do
(And I can't let you, let me down again.)
Everyone's caught on to
(And I can't let you, let me down again)
So, is that what you call a getaway?
Tell me what you got away with.
Cause I've seen more spine in jellyfish.
I've seen more guts in eleven-year-old kids.
Have another drink and drive yourself home.
I hope there's ice on all the roads.
And you can think of me when you forget your seatbelt,
and again when your head goes through the windshield.
And is that what you call tact?
You're as subtle as a brick in the small of my back.
So let's end this call, and end this conversation.
and is that what you call a getaway?
well tell me what you got away with.
cause you left the frays from the ties you severed
when you say best friends means friends forever
So, is that what you call a getaway?
Well tell me what you got away with.
Cause I've seen more spine in jellyfish.
I've seen more guts in eleven-year-old kids.
Have another drink and drive yourself home.
I hope there's ice on all the roads.
And you can think of me when you forget your seatbelt,
and again when your head goes through the windshield.
Everyone's caught on to everything you do
(And I can't let you, let me down again)
Everyone's caught on to
(And I can't let you, let me down again)
And everyone's caught on to everything you do
(And I can't let you, let me down again)
Everyone's caught on to
(And I can't let you, let me down again)
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| Miley Cyrus scandal. |
[01 Feb 2008|11:42pm] |
SouIless (10:26:42 PM): If she had naked pictres.
SouIless (10:26:46 PM): We couldn't LOOK LEGALLY!
coastiine (10:26:52 PM): SHE IS LAYING ON A FUCKING HELLOKITTY BEDSHEET.
SouIless (10:26:59 PM): AND HER NIPPLES ARE.
SouIless (10:27:00 PM): HARD.
coastiine (10:27:21 PM): Fucking disney kids.
SouIless (10:27:47 PM): DUDE.
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[12 Jan 2008|12:37pm] |
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Brand New - Sic Transit Gloria... Glory Fades. |
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Keep the noise low.
She doesn't wanna blow it.
Shaking from head to toe,
while your left hand does "the show me around."
Quickens your heartbeat.
It beats me straight into the ground.
You don't recover from a night like this.
A victim still lying in bed, completely motionless.
A hand moves in the dark to a zipper.
Hear a boy bracing tight against sheets barely whisper,
"This is so messed up."
Upon arrival the guests had all stared.
Dripping wet and clearly depressed,
he'd headed straight for the stairs.
No longer cool, but a boy in a stitch,
unprepared for a life full of lies and failing relationships.
(Up the stairs: the station where
the act becomes the art of growing up.)
He keeps his hands low.
He doesn't wanna blow it.
He's wet from head to toe and
his eyes give her the up and the down.
His stomach turns and he thinks of throwing up.
But the body on the bed beckons forward
and he starts growing up.
The fever, the focus.
The reasons that I had to believe you weren't too hard to sell.
Die young and save yourself.
The tickle, the taste of...
It used to be the reason I breathed, but now it's choking me up.
Die young and save yourself.
She hits the lights.
This doesn't seem quite fair.
Despite everything he learned from his friends,
he doesn't feel so prepared.
She's breathing quiet and smooth.
He's gasping for air.
"This is the first and last time," he says.
She fakes a smile and presses her hips into his.
He keeps his hands pinned down at his sides.
He's holding back from telling her
exactly what it really feels like.
He is the lamb, she is the slaughter.
She's moving way too fast, and all he wanted was to hold her.
Nothing that he tells her is really having an effect.
He whispers that he loves her,
but she's probably only looking for sss...
(Up the stairs: the station where
the act becomes the art of growing up.)
So much more than he could ever give.
A life free of lies and a meaningful relationship.
He keeps his hands pinned down at his sides.
He waits for it to end,
and for the aching in his guts to subside.
Die young and save yourself.
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[07 Jan 2008|09:53pm] |
Today at work, an eight year old came up to me and said: "Don't you wish your boyfriend was hot like me."
Now, tossing aside the fact that he changed the lyric to an even more questionable content, I was left feeling a bit confused and bewildered. And he was right, Kris. :/
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