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thebrightestshiningstar
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Location: United States
Interests: Im not interested.
Expertise: i must admit...i AM an expert.
Occupation: Artist
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Member Since:
1/20/2005
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| dear xanga,
i'm sorry...i know i've been distant. it's just that...well...i've met someone new...it's called myspace, and it's much cooler than you. i'm sorry i know it hurts. you have always been there for me xanga, through thick and thin, you always listened...but the time has come...i just wanted to say goodbye...shhhhh, dont cry now. i really hope that we can still be friends. maybe if you dont care, i could come back every now and then...post a lil something ya know? *winkwinknudgenudge* i will always love you but i'm just not "in love" with you. i've found something more fulfilling. please understand. until then, dear, sweet xanga....
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| I regret the time I've wasted
It's pounding through my head
But you'd never understand
What I wish I could've said
It's a shame we have to die
Still I look you in the eye
And back away
I never meant to stay here
I swear I tried to stop
But you hooked your claws into my skin
And you dragged me to the top
You pulled me to the edge
Tied your noose around my neck
And you pushed me off
I'm torn and cracked
And I'm never coming back
Perhaps some day
You'll find your way
You never had a doubt
You've got it all figured out
That's what you'll say
But you dont know
Where you should go
You've released all your doubts
You've got it all figured out
At least you hope
Now I'm frozen in this moment
And the air's perfectly still
We just can't stand face to face
And I guess we never will
You're so fucking jaded
But I've been liberated
And now you will be the one left standing here...
© Ashley Burchett 2006 | | |
| as always, my dear ms. amos was flawless...
original sinsuality
father lucifer
mother revolution
yes, anastasia
apollo's frock
parasol
mother
operator (jim croce cover)
circle game (joni mitchell cover)
cars and guitars
space dog
marianne
barons of suburbia
cool on your island (fucking awesome)
the beekeeper
honey
sweet the sting
cloud on my tongue
ribbons undone
the show was amazing despite the fact that i was up in the thin air of
the 2nd balcony. she was in a good, chatty mood, and gracefully
frolicked offstage a couple of times. the show left me in good
spirits, but the best part was afterward. we decided to stick
around the alley in the back for awhile. it was cold and windy,
but there was a group of maybe 12 of us...all just talking and
wondering if this was even where she would come out. after about
2 hours, the group withered down to just a few, and then we heard "oh
my god! here she comes!" and sure enough, there came our
wee little tori in all of her faerie splendor. she didnt sign
anything or really stop to talk, but i was literally within one foot of
the greatest musician of her time. she looked directly at me and
said " i love you! i have to go!" as they pulled her up onto her
tour bus. i didnt get an autograph or a hug, or even a picture,
but i was satisfied. it was a good experience for me...it
rekindled my love for tori, i was feeling that we had drifted...but i
have a new appreciation for The Beekeeper, and now i cant wait for her
to come to MY town.
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| i am bursting from within
radiating, i am
with some sort of idea
but i cant seem to say it
i just cant seem to say it
im trying and im trying
to push this through my skin
but i just cant seem to play it
i cant seem to play it
my hand are stuck
and my voice is fucked
no songs are bubbling out of me
my skin is sealed tightly
and thats how i know
when touching lines
bring tears to my eyes
neither happy nor sad
just wistful for release
it will come
i am bursting | | |
| im starting to feel a bit better.
also, i'm developing a slight obsession with Scissor Sisters...great band. | | |
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