Be My Angel

They say it's me that makes you do things
You might not have done, if I was away
And thats it's me who likes to talk to you
And watches you, as you walk away

Don't say it's useless, don't say forget it
Don't bring me wishes of silly dreams

Just save us all from too much freedom
Too many fingers and too many seams
They say it's you that washes the wind
And brings the night into the day
If you won't notice how can I show you
All of your worries have all gone away?

Don't leave me lonely, don't leave me unhappy
Just bring me up into your faith
If you don't need me, then don't deceive me
Letting my freedom turn to stone

Just be my angel if you love me
Be my angel in the night
Be my angel cause you need me

Be my angel treat me right

Don't say "Love me" if you don't need me
Don't send me roses on your behalf
Just take me down and walk through your river
Down in the middle and make it last

Holdin onto you, holdin onto me
Holdin on tight to my lover's cross
Don't say it's useless and don't say forget it
You are my spirit and now you are gone


lyrics by - Mazzy Star

Narcissistic

a pervasive pattern of grandiosity, need for admiration, and a lack of empathy.

I AM SO DAMN HOT. Hotter than you will ever be.
I AM NOT OVERWEIGHT or FAT, I AM PLUS SIZE.
AND I AM A MODEL!!!

ALL OTHER GIRLS ARE CRACKED OUT LOOSERS OR ALCOHOLICS. My eyes are turquoise. I am cherokee. I am a professional hottie.

HE HAD IT GOOD WITH ME. I PAY ALL THE BILLS & MAKE THE $510 CAR PAYMENT. THE ONLY REASON HE CANNOT BE WITH ME IS BECAUSE HE HAS A SICK, TWISTED, MENTAL DISORDER.

(drama, drama, drama)

ticket to ride

I think I'm gonna be sad,
I think it's today, yeah.
The boy that's driving me mad
Is going away.

He's got a ticket to ride,
He's got a ticket to ride,
He's got a ticket to ride,
And he don't care.

He said that living with me
Was bringing him down, yeah.
He would never be free
When I was around.

He's got a ticket to ride,
He's got a ticket to ride,
He's got a ticket to ride,
And he don't care.

I don't know why he's ridin' so high,
He oughta do right,
He oughta do right by me.
Before he gets to saying goodbye,
He oughta so right,
He oughta do right by me.

I think I'm gonna be sad,
I think it's today yeah.
The boy that's driving me mad
Is going away, haw...

He's got a ticket to ride,
He's got a ticket to ride,
He's got a ticket to ride,
And he don't care.
Dont care.

I think I'm gonna be sad...
I think I'm gonna be sad...
I think I'm gonna be sad...




lyrics by --- The Carpenters

Ripping a Reality Check

PLAYA -
a dry lake bed; a flat-bottom depression found in interior desert basins.

NOTE to the non-breeders: Vulger is actually Vul·gar

1. characterized by ignorance of or lack of good breeding or taste
2. indecent; obscene; lewd
3. crude; coarse; unrefined
4. pertaining to ordinary people in a society
5. current; popular; common
6. lacking in distinction, aesthetic value, or charm

>>> freaken, fucking, F**K, F.O.A.D. s**t hole, AHOLE, poodle meat, hores, whore, hoes & anything else that HE SAYS.