my memory of you.

Listening to: kiss from a rose-seal
Feeling: contemplative
pft....................................................................................................................................................some people just suck.................................it's like their job to make your life screwy............................................................no,it's their life's mission to bring you down..............................................and then there's just the memories in your head that just haunt you,even the good ones............................spent most of today thinking of just ONE memory that i have that just breaks through any crappy mood i may be having and makes me smile............................and then i realise i'm not going to be that happy for a long time....................which tends to send a cold shiver down my spine as i think about how unfair life is,and that one memory that can make me smile anywhere,anytime regardless to my mood,brings me down more than anything else..........................which leads me to think what am i doing wrong?......................why do the people who don't deserve it get lucky all the time and spend thier lives being happy...................while those who try to be nice,kind caring and loving get fuck all........just a thought........tends to crop up alot when i'm in deep thinking mode..............oh well.....no worries........ hmmmm what a predicament,i'm feeling the need to write two songs atm but don't know which one to chose. meh.......this one be a classic,haven't heard it in ages. There used to be a greying tower alone on the sea You, became the light on the dark side of me Love remains, a drug that's the high and not the pill But did you know that when it snows My eyes become large And the light that you shine can't be seen? 1-Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey Ooh, the more I get of you, the stranger it feels yeah Now that your rose is in bloom A light hits the gloom on the grey 2-There is so much a man can tell you So much he can say You remain my power, my pleasure, my pain Baby, To me, you're like a growing Addiction that I can't deny Won't you tell me, is that healthy, baby? But did you know that when it snows My eyes become large And the light that you shine can't be seen? (rpt 1) I've been kissed by a rose on the grey I've been kissed by a rose on the grey And if I should fall, will it all go away? (rpt 2, 1) Yes, I compare you a kiss from a rose...
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i know wot u mean
Dont get me started on that one hun.
Lifes a right kick in the teeth sometimes, I'd know. But you just gotta stick at it, you'll get your crunchie bar in the end (or so Mr. Jacksons rant went :P)

We do everything and get fuck all, ppl do fuck all and get everything... Somewhere in there, there has to be a moral... me thinks we should like do fuck all and see how it turns out :P

/rant

Btw, how did your Spanish Speaking Exam go?