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Name: Olie
Location: Spokane, Washington, United States
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Member Since: 10/17/2004

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Sunday, July 10, 2005

i love this song soo much.<33

when passions' lost
and all the trust is gone
way too far
for way too long

children crying
cast out and neglected
only in a world so cold
only in a world this cold

hold the hand of your best friend
look into thier eyes
then watch them drift away
some might say
we've done the wrong things
for way to long
for way to long

fever inside the storm
so we're turning away
away from the name(calling your names)
away from the stones(throw sticks and stones)
'cause i'm through mending the wounds of us

keep your thorn
'cause i'm running away
away front the games(fucking head games)
away from the space(hate this head space)
of circumstances of a world so cold

burning whispers
remind me of the days
i as left alone
in a world this cold

guilty of the same things
reveled by the cause
i've left alone in a world so cold

fever inside the storm
so we're turning away
away from the name(calling your names)
away from the stones(throw sticks and stones)
'cause i'm throw mending the wounds of us

keep your thorns
cuz i'm running away
away from the games(fucking head games)
away fromt he space(hate this head space)
of circumstances of a world so cold

i'm flying
i'm flying away
away from the names(calling your names)
away from the games(fucking head games)
of circumstances of a world so cold

why does everyone feel like my enemy?
don't want any part of depression or darkness
i've had enough, sick and tired
bring the sun or i'm gone
or i'm gone
i'm backing out, i'm no pawn
no more motherfuckin' slave to this
never lived
never loved
never left
never lived
never left
never lost
never hurt
never worried about being me, or anyone else
not a care, no concern, don't give a shit about anything

backing out,giving up
no motherfuckin' slave to this
never lived
never loved
never left
never lived
never left
never lost
never hurt
never worried about me, or anyone else
not a care, no concern, don't give a shit about anything

i need to find a darkened corner
the blackless corner
that's safer and calmer

i'm turning away
away from the name(calling you names)
away fromt he stones(throw sticks and stones)
'cause i'm through mending the wounds of us

i'm running away
away from the games(fucking head games)
away from this space(hate this head space)
of circumstances of a world so cold

i'm flying
i'm flying away
away from the names(calling your names)
away from the games(fucking head games)
of circumstances of a world so cold


Monday, June 27, 2005



Poison Ivy,
In better condition than I'd be,
Hook me to an IV,
I whisper "why me"

In the Freezer,
Your words give me seizures,
And if we take a breather,
We'll break up and be hurt

I won't let you buy cigarettes,
But I'll let you by with regret,
One thing I'll find a sure bet,
A caged bird will fly if she's left,
And I'll try not to cry,
Your fingers dry me eyes,
A memory I'll never forget

I've been wronged,
With little defense,
And I'll sing a song,
Of inconsequence,
And my days,
With you are numbered,
And I'll be amazed if we see another

I won't let you buy cigarettes,
But I'll let you buy with regret,
One thing I'll find a sure bet,
A caged bird will fly if she's left.
And I'll try not to cry,
Your fingers dry my eyes,
A memory I'll never forget

So,
Now you're gone,
We always said that would be the best thing,
Now,
I fear I'm wrong,
Or at least that's what my heart is confessing
Cause I miss you,
And I wish you,
Were someone I could forget,
Cause I miss you,
And I wish you,
Were not number one on my list,
List of regrets,
And now I'm borken up,
Because We've broken up,
It's all a big "what if"
What if I'd spoken up,
For what I wanted

Poison Ivy,
In better condition than I'd be,
Hook me to an IV,
And I whisper "why me"


Friday, May 27, 2005

♥ Now and again it seems worse than it is, but mostly the view is accurate. You
see your breath in the air as you climb up the stairs to that coffin you
call your apartment. And you sink in your chair, brush the snow from your hair
and drink the cold away. and You are not really sure what you're doing this for
but you need something to fill up the days. A few more hours. There's a dream
in my brain that just won’t go away. It's been stuck there since it came a
few nights ago and I’m standing on a bridge in the town where I lived as a kid with
my mom and my brothers. And then the bridge disappears and I’m standing on air
with nothing holding me. And I hang like a star, fucking glow in the dark, for
all those starving eyes to see, like the ones we’ve wished on. Now I’m
confused. Is this depth really you? Do these dreams have any meaning? No. No, I
think it is more like a ghost that has been following us both. Something vague
that we're not seeing, something more like a feeling. ♥

LoStEmOFaiTh21: im Olga. homie C.
HomIexCxBitchesx: olga makes you sound like a fat russian girl with a unibrow




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By Death Cab for Cutie
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Friday, May 06, 2005


I picked you out of a crowd and talked to you.

I said, "I like your shoes."
You said, "Thanks can I follow you?"
So it's up the stairs and out of view-
No prying eyes
I poured some wine
I asked your name, you asked the time...
Now it's two o'clock-
the club is closed and we're up the block
Your hands on me; pressing hard against your jeans
Your tongue in my mouth, trying to keep the words from coming out
You didn't care to know who else may have been you before

I want a lover I don't have to love.
I want a girl who's too sad to give a fuck.
Where is the kid with the chemicals?
I thought he said to meet him here, but I'm not sure
I got the money if you've got the time

You said, "It feels good."
I said, "I'll give it a try."

Then my mind went dark-
we both forgot where your car was parked
Let's just take the train
I'll meet up with the band in the morning
Bad actors with bad habits
Some sad singers they just play tragic
and the phone's ringing and the van's leaving
Let's just keep touching; let's just keep, keep singing...

I want a lover I don't have to love
I want a boy who's so drunk he doesn't talk
Where is the kid with the chemicals
I got a hunger and I can't seem to get full
I need some meaning I can memorize
The kind I have always seem to slip my mind

But you..
But you...
you write
such pretty words
But life's no storybook
Love's an excuse to get hurt
and to hurt

Do you like to hurt?
I do, I do
then hurt me..
then hurt me...
then hurt me...


Monday, May 02, 2005

i just  found out my doggie died.... its the 30.



im not really sure what to say anymore..



Just last night
I was reminded of
just how bad
it had gotten and
just how sick
I had become
but it could change
with this relationship
de-de range
we've all been thru some shit
and if were a thing
I think this things begun
tell me now
what do I have to do
to prove my love to you
special favors come in 31 flavors
were out of mints
pass the life savers
I'm droppin hints
candy for candy-coated tongue
you'd be so good
so very good for me
what do you think
tell me honestly
I'm wait wait wait
w-wait wait
waiting for you to come
tell me now
what do I have to do
to prove my love to you
I'd do anything
I'd do it all
I'd do it all for you
I'd climb a mountain
i'd cross the ocean
I'd do it it all
to prove my love to you





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