"When I grow older I will be stronger They'll call me freedom just like a waving flag"
Can i shut down these operations If my name won't be listed next to yours Then I don't want one
Can I hide in the desert Or live in the south And lie to your friends that I gave up school to be an escort
Can shame take away my name I'll cancel my credit cards and live on a boat Give strangers an alias because at the end of the night I'll probably start a fight.
I cleaned up so good for you But you said it was too late So fuck change, I'm gonna run away
Cuz I know one day ill see you again Your friends will hate me But I'll only hear your voice The only voice I recognize Telling me that your life is perfect now
That's the part where I say that I started my own escort service And I have customers waiting And turn away before you can say "I'm immune to hearing you cry".
The mighty continents divided For a second time in all history They found themselves just floating Free from all responsibility Without the weight of being whole
Now here's an apple with a tougher skin While you've got your pretty scales and fins you say See all the things that i can do So perfectly my body moves but in All the time you felt so free Did you forget how much you once loved me .Mirah
i can't sleep. cause it hurts when i think my thoughts aren't at peace with the plans that you made.
we don't really need to find reason cause out the same door that it came it's leaving, it's leaving leaving like a day that's done and part of a season resolve is just a concept that's as dead as the leaves..
[NoOtherWay- JJ]
This is one time where I regret you being my other. Because I know I'll let you bring the needle and thread And it'll feel like I'm the only one being pierced in the patching.
in bed all day. Sick. Mom said it's a wonder I didn't catch pneumonia. So I got really sick of tv today.. this week. Every other scene is baby drama or forbidden lovers sex scenes. It gets old.
I guess what I really wanted to write about today is Ivan. I was reading the Bible today and I started to think that he's not up to the kind of life that I want to lead. I started to cry a little, wishing .. for him to be enough. Familiar scene? And then I stopped. I don't want to wish for something that isn't there. Either he has it in him or he doesn't- and he does. I just need to believe in him. He's strong and passionate with arms that can carry a whole lot. He has a heart that can be heard from miles away. He can do it.
Warrior. I want it to be seen. Believe it. Colored face paint optional. I want to be able to run miles in the morning before classes, resolve to go to mass- and go. Face my fears and confront people. Do the things that I THINK are above me. Pray when it's not convenient. Find creative ways to do the things I need, like cook and eat. I want to have values that stand the test of time, impetuous emotion, and peer pressure. I want to believe in myself and build a fortress of walls unbreakable by whim and triviality. Not a caver, not a yes-er, not a woman who relies on objects. A woman of the heart with a great spirit. Who knows how to direct home and knows when to concede defeat. Run. Fight. Lift. Pray. Be with people and be with God. Be moved by the Spirit. Simple things! It always comes down to them. I am a warrior. Swallow it and be gone. Your training starts now.
