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Well

talkingbird123 — Fri, 25 Feb 2011 05:22:08 +0000

I’m going to make it official, and declare this blog dead. I used to use this wordpress all the time, but now I use tumblr. I still love you wordpress, but we have to part ways. I have found something that suits me better, but you’ll always have a special place in my heart <3

Broken Hands

talkingbird123 — Fri, 17 Dec 2010 06:16:23 +0000

And it’s a poor boy who’s alive at best, mistakes the pulse inside his chest for the cartilage between his legs and it’s all he knows. It’s all he knows.

And it’s a sad girl who sits and cries, mistake true love for brutal eyes and a warm wet tongue in between her thighs. It’s all she knows, all she knows.

And he wonders what she hides in those bags under her eyes, the secrets of the sleepless nights she spent with him since she let him in. And the hands that those weapons are in both commit the greatest sin by breaking hearts instead of skin. It’s all they know, all they know.

And she wipes her tears back as she sings how broken hands make broken things. She sings, yeah she sings and she wipes her tears back as she sings how broken hands make broken things. She sings, yeah she sings.

And he wonders what she hides in those bags under her eyes, the secrets of the sleepless nights she spent with him since she let him in.

I Am A Soldier

talkingbird123 — Fri, 17 Dec 2010 06:11:09 +0000

My mouth is a jail cell. These secrets peek between the gaps in my teeth and even though they’re dying yeah, they’ll pray for sunlight, they’ll pray for sunlight.

Wish my words came out less frantic and more romantic, but these bathroom walls and your calloused hands make me scream for sunlight, I’ll scream for sunlight.

I swear I’ll be cavalier, I mean when you undress me, I’ll pretend not to care because I’m a soldier, yeah I am a soldier, and I’ll stare tight lipped into space while your greedy hands will take what they can get and all they get is me..

I swear, I swear, I’ll stay so cavalier (when you’re here). I know that every single talk show will tell me I should let it out, let it out. Their make up makes it seem so made-up I watch them all let it out, let it out, but there’s no microphones inside these aching b-b-bones.

I’m addressing it now, I’ll fight this war with my mouth, I’m letting it out, I’m letting it out oh

I’m addressing it here, I’ll fight this war with my tears. I’m letting it out, I’m letting it out. I’m letting it out oh

I’ve been addressing it wrong, I’ll fight this war with my songs. I’m letting it out, I’m letting it out oh

I was a soldier, I thought I was a soldier.

Passing thought

talkingbird123 — Thu, 16 Dec 2010 01:55:44 +0000

Sometimes I wonder if anyone really knows me? Do I even really know me?

“I’ve never fooled anyone. I’ve let people fool themselves. They didn’t bother to find out who and what I was. Instead they would invent a character for me. I wouldn’t argue with them. They were obviously loving somebody I wasn’t.”
— Marilyn Monroe

Let Go

talkingbird123 — Mon, 13 Dec 2010 06:31:10 +0000

Drink up, baby down

mmm, are you in or are you out?

Leave your things behind cause it’s all going off without you.

Excuse me, too busy, you’re writing your tragedy.

These mishaps you bubble wrap, when you’ve no idea what you’re like.

So let go, jump in

Oh well, watcha waiting for it’s alright

Cause there’s beauty in the breakdown

So let go, just in

Oh it’s so amazing here

It’s alright, cause there’s beauty in the breakdown

It gains the more it gives and then it rises with the fall

So hand me that remote, can’t you see that all that stuff’s a slideshow

Such boudnless pleasure, we’ve no time for later now

You can’t wait you own arrival, you’ve 20 seconds to compy

What I need

talkingbird123 — Sun, 12 Dec 2010 07:05:39 +0000

“on a serious note though I think what you need is just someone who challenges you. Someone who meets the qualifications and is obviously a nice and caring person but someone who is also going to fight you if they feel you are wrong. Someone who’s going to keep the fire going and not let it dim because they find it easier than putting on another log.

if you can’t be with someone who will fight for something then it may never work”

So true.

Fuck you

talkingbird123 — Sun, 12 Dec 2010 06:54:24 +0000

I see you driving around town with the guy I love, and I’m like fuck you…and fuck him too.

Cee-Lo Green <3

High School

talkingbird123 — Sun, 12 Dec 2010 06:48:03 +0000

So many people are still stuck there…

it’s kind of amazing.

I need break

talkingbird123 — Thu, 09 Dec 2010 07:33:52 +0000

I wish it was summer time. I want to be tan and have long hair again.

Long, layered hair with side bangs.

Confidence Booster

talkingbird123 — Tue, 07 Dec 2010 20:39:13 +0000

Lately, I’ve had a lot of those, and I hope they keep on coming

Good luck trying to make me jealous now.