Kraptastic_Quotes's Xanga

Monday, July 30, 2007

Mon, 30 Jul 2007 12:33:56 GMT

[1]
Dreams are all I have when reality is my worst nightmare.

[2]
You promised me she meant nothing,
But as those words passed your lips I knew you were thinking of me.
Such a beautiful liar.
And when you tell her the truth,
I'm sure you just ~~shine~~.

[3]
We are ready for everything.
And we'll graduate that middle class,
Get a nicer car full of shopping bags.
So if you're feeling sad kind of detached,
Remember we wanted that.
Just remember we wanted that.
Yeah I sold some shit I'm saving up,
We can get that house next to he park,
With the extra hours I picked up.
We will pay for everything.

--- Man and Wife, The Latter (Financial Planning) Desaparecidos

[4]
I'm not brave or proud of nothing,
I just want to kill something.
Too bad that now-a-days you just point and click Swing Low Satellite,
Hot White Chariot.
In the computer's blue glare,
The bombs burst in the air,
There was a city once now nothing is there.
Our freedom comes at their expense.
It makes sense, does it? Dollars and cents.
They're stretching barbed wire across the picket fence,
That is surrounding your housing development
Just in case you lack the confidence.
Oh God, my God, give strength to thee.
These amber waves purple majesty,
Are nothing but backdrops for Disney.
We'll look up close,
It is superimposed on a blank blue screen.
It is fantasy fucking magical.
The dreams floats like a chemical,
Through each snapped synapse our television past that is beautiful no more, no more.

--- The Happiest Place on Earth Desaparecidos

-A/N: So i'm in love with the desaparecidos right now. they're so screw society, and as a overpriveleged middle class brat, it is exactly the shitt i want to listen to.

Thursday, July 05, 2007

Thu, 05 Jul 2007 23:43:07 GMT

[1]
I refuse to answer the phone.
I'm afraid that when I start talking,
My words will get the better of me.
We'll get back together,
And you'll make the worst of me.
And as I'm thinking no I can hear my mouth saying yes.
Yes, I'll be ~~anything~~ for you because I'm nothing without you.

[2]
I don't ever want to dance again,
Guilty feet have got no rhthym.
Though it's easier to pretend,
I know you're not a fool.

---Careless Whisper Wham!

[3]
And as I'm warming your bed I'm wondering why I feel so cold inside.

gasp, cr♥dit?

Saturday, June 30, 2007

Sat, 30 Jun 2007 03:03:14 GMT

[1]
525,600 minutes,
525,600 moments so dear.
525,600 minutes,
How do you measure, measure a year?
In daylights, in sunsets,
In midnights, in cups of coffee?
In inches, in miles,
In laughter, in strife?
How about love?

---Seasons Rent

[2]
I could tell you that you mean nothing to me,
But that would just prolong the bull shit that got us here.
Perpetuate the stereotype that love is just a synonym for angst,
And ~~no one~~ can make it out alive.

[3]
I wonder if you ever think about me.
Joke about me to your friends;
Write me off as just another girl.
And when it comes down to it,
When the cameras stop flashing,
And you realize no one gives a damn;
Do you breakdown and realize,
That I was the best mistake you never made?

this be icon credit, youngins :))

-A/N: eh. so-so. no one's jumping up and down, partly because no one's reading this, but hey, let's not get hung up on semantics.

Tuesday, June 12, 2007

Tue, 12 Jun 2007 20:47:32 GMT

And there's not a word I could write,
A poem I could compose,
A song I could sing to say what I'm feeling.
And I can only pray that my eyes are as amazing as yours,
And you can see how far down your absence has brought me.
And how I'd do anything to climb back to the top.

I'd like to take a picture of this;
So everyone can see that my feet really were off the ground.
And those fireworks I saw were real.
That you and I; we really ~~are~~ amazing.

Maybe I'll tangle in the power lines
And it might be over in a second's time
But I'll glady go down in a flame
If the flame's what it takes to remember my name

---Bigger Than My Body John Mayer

I just need a little of your time.
A little of your time,
To say the words I never said.
Just need a little of your time.
A little of your time,
To show you that I am not dead.
Please don’t leave, stay in bed.
Touch my body instead.

---Little of Your Time Maroon 5

-A/N: ???

Wednesday, May 30, 2007

Wed, 30 May 2007 19:34:37 GMT

If I was a color, I'd be blue.
And I know this may sound cliche, but see, it's gets better.
'Cause I wouldn't be just any type of blue;
I'd be the blue of the sky,
The blue of an angry sea,
The blue of my favorite pair of jeans;
I'd be the blue of your eyes, so them maybe,
Just maybe, you'd see why I can't stop gazing into them.

Honey, honey,
I'm sorry you had to take me so seriously.
You take me too seriously.
All we have left to do now is lay in our beds by ourselves every night, whoa.
When we were laid right by the beach,
The sand on our skin.
The hair in your face.
The salt on our lips,
When we kissed.
And now I can't forget all of the little things we said with confidence.

-The Best Part About it Honey Daphne Loves Derby

---update???

Tuesday, February 13, 2007

Tue, 13 Feb 2007 22:09:37 GMT

I wonder if I broke your heart when I didn't even say hello.
Did your chest constrict?
Your breathing stop?
Did you realize it's all your fault?
And did you hope to god I would some how forgive you?
Do you miss me?

And the second there was real emotion, we could swear she was faking.

Our relationship;
All it was was time.
Minutes that streched on for hours,
And hours that had no end.
And those moments where you loved me,
They never lasted long enough.

ZOMGZ IT'S ICONS

-uhm.... ~~sorry?~~ i dunno. i just, i had so much going on. I hope you like them :)) maybe not? :((

Wednesday, January 24, 2007

Wed, 24 Jan 2007 00:05:22 GMT

And I find it kinda fukked up how he could be bleeding on the floor with his arm cut off and all you'd care about is why your next fukk is late to pick you up. See me, I'd rather ~~cut off my own arm~~ than see him fall for a slut like you.

Sunday, January 07, 2007

Sun, 07 Jan 2007 15:08:06 GMT

And I don't care if you dwell in the back then,
As long as you remember i'm your ~~now~~ & forever.

I've got no place in my heart for a criminal like you to dwell,
In this endeavor, make this last forever.
I'm just delirious,
You can't be serious,
You're so infamous for leaving me a mess.

---The Girl's A Straight-Up Hustler All Time Low

Carry on home,
I'll be waiting miles and miles away,
Leaving you to be forever seventeen,
Cleaning up the messes that you've made.

---The Girl's A Straight-Up Hustler All Time Low

Stability is so fukking over-rated.
Who doesn't like to be ~~surprised every~~ now and then?

It was always what would he think?
And even when the clothes showed too much skin,
And the alcohol burned her throat
She didn't stop.
And it's funny, but not really
How the only thing he noticed was the note addressed to him
And her face on the front page.

She loved the mirror because she needed someone to hate.

This whole "bearing my heart" thing.
Not really working out.
I tell the truth, I wished I hadn't.
But when I don't it's eats me up until I do,
And by then no one manages to care.
I want to go back to the old days when the only pain I felt
Was the blade against my skin.
And the only remorse I felt,
Was not cutting deep enough that time.

Every time my hand goes somewhere it shouldn't,
I just know I'm going to hell.
But it's almost what spurs me on to make the next move.
I only do it for the confessions.
To have a reason to bend on my knees next to you,
Hands praying. Wondering if you've sinned as much has me.
And maybe when it's all caught up to me,
I'll see you in hell too.

-comment. subscribe and all that jazz.

Saturday, December 30, 2006

Sat, 30 Dec 2006 22:04:27 GMT

Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer.
Do you know you're unlike any other?
You'll always be my thunder.
And I said,
Your eyes are the brightest of all the colors.
I don't want to ever love another.
You'll always be my thunder.

---Thunder Boys Like Girls

Whenever I think

Wednesday, December 27, 2006

Wed, 27 Dec 2006 14:45:50 GMT

Talking to you,
It wasn't as liberating as I assumed.
It was supposed to lift some heavy weight from my heart,
Free my conscience.
Something terribly ~~poetic~~.
And I still feel rejected,
But it's those poetic words that keep me going.

Here you are, how's the big time darling?
Hope I helped make your dreams come true.
And in a way, I'm ashamed for not being your first or your last,
Just the first cool enough to admit to.
I can hide by my reputation,
While sadly you're making your own.
But a notch on your belt's not a notch worn so well,
It's expected of me and the lies that I tell.
Hope we both learned our lesson (Hope we both learned our lesson).
Hope we both learned our lesson.
We'll be OK.
We both got what we wanted.
I got sex, you got fame.
Who used who now that you've got all new friends?
But they don't know your name.
They don't know your name.

---We'll Be OK Bayside

If I could make words rhyme again,
Would you come back into my arms again?
If words would just ~~make sense~~ again,
Would I be thinking of you, again?

Without this poor face, I'd be the hottest girl on the block.

When you say nothing; do nothing,
It hurts more than doing something.
Oh, you keep telling yourself there was ~~no way~~.
No way the girl he's holding could've been you.
But in your foolish heart there's that part that just wonders
What if?.
And it eats at every part of you, burns at your sanity,
Cuts at your wrists.
And you wish you could've just taken the pain of being rejected,
Over the pain of not having the resolve,
To do anything at all.

-just me :]]

so yep. i updated. despite not getting my comments. i've learned that i can't really do anything about it. maybe i'll start on my old xanga again. so comment if you want. subs would be nice too. but always fukking creditt.