This song is for Silver. Keep singing this, Baby, & it will be all right.
I should've known by the way you passed me by
There was something in your eyes and it wasn't right
I should've walked, but I never had the chance
Everything got out of hand, and I let it slide
Now I only have myself to blame
For falling for your stupid games
I wish my life could be the way
It was before I saw your face
You stole my happy, you made me cry
Took the lonely, and took me for a ride
And I wanna undo it
You had my heart, now I want it back
I'm starting to see everything you lack
Boy you blew it, you put me through it
I wanna undo it
Now your photos don't have a picture frame
And I never say your name, and I never will
And all your things, well, I threw them in the trash
And I'm not even sad
Now you only have yourself to blame
For playing all those stupid games
You're always going to be the same
Oh no, you'll never change
You stole my happy, you made me cry
Took the lonely, and took me for a ride
And I wanna undo it
You had my heart, now I want it back
I'm starting to see everything you lack
Boy you blew it, you put me through it
I wanna undo it
You want my future, you can't have it
I'm still trying to erase you from my past
I need you gone so fast
You stole my happy, you made me cry
Took the lonely, and took me for a ride
And I wanna undo it
You had my heart, now I want it back
I'm starting to see everything you lack
Boy you blew it, you put me through it
I wanna undo it
You stole my happy, you made me cry
Took the lonely, and took me for a ride
Boy you blew it, you put me through it
I wanna undo it
"I make mistakes, I am out of control, and at times hard to handle, but if you can't handle me at my worst then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best." ~~ Marilyn Munroe
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Showing posts with label happiness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label happiness. Show all posts
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
Monday, May 10, 2010
Monday's song: ALO Big Appetite
Why can’t we be happy with what’s happening
Instead of always running for the door
When ambition is starting to sting
It keeps us always wanting more
Well hey, hey alright, we got a big appetite
Oh,oh my love, when is enough enough
And when it hits you, happens so fast
Sometimes it’s hard, hard to keep track
I could tell you what you already know
But I can’t tell you what it is to let go
Hey, hey alright, we got a big appetite
Oh,oh my love, when is enough enough
Cause it’s never been easy to let what will be just be
And when we’re looking at the love all around us
Does it blind us or is that what this whole thing is for?
Our love might be boundless but we always need more
Hey, hey alright, we got a big appetite
Oh,oh my love, when is enough enough
Hey, hey alright, we got a big appetite
Oh,oh my love, sometimes it’s never enough
Cause it’s never been easy to let what will be just be
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Memories...
I have spent the last few days... well, the last week or so really, ever since Valis disappeared, collecting all my memories of it. I have always been a SL shutterbug. Problem is I have photos scattered across at least 4 computers/laptops (and let's not talk about the many flash and portable hard drives). The thing is SL is just so damn pretty. And in SL we are so damn pretty. And there are all those magic moments.
It is hard to not get caught up in the magic of Second Life, in the "SL effect"--that sense that the things that happen in the virtual world are sometimes more real than your real world. It is true, it can be dangerous and even painful to expect too much from a virtual world. To believe in the game. But here's the thing: in SL we are real people, too. I don't want to think of SL as a distraction from my real world--I like my RL. I think of SL as a beautiful addition to my life. Enrichment. I have met more people that I would never have had the chance to meet. I have learned how beautiful it can be to love someone in SL. I refuse point blank to believe that love is ever a bad thing. Or that happiness, however fleeting, is bad either. I refuse to think that time spent with another person, caring about, getting to know that person, intimately: mind, body, and soul--no matter what ever happens in the long run--I refuse to think that kind of connection is ever a mistake.
So I have been gathering my memories, of Valis, and of Firefly before it. Of Draven. Of Heron and Wren, Hawk, Mal. Of Dabrin, and of Jinara, Jhai, and Noir. Of everyone who came, and so briefly lived, and loved someone at Valis. I am gathering all my pictures--all my memories. And putting them up in Flickr.
Right here... where I can look and remember. And never regret a single moment.
It is hard to not get caught up in the magic of Second Life, in the "SL effect"--that sense that the things that happen in the virtual world are sometimes more real than your real world. It is true, it can be dangerous and even painful to expect too much from a virtual world. To believe in the game. But here's the thing: in SL we are real people, too. I don't want to think of SL as a distraction from my real world--I like my RL. I think of SL as a beautiful addition to my life. Enrichment. I have met more people that I would never have had the chance to meet. I have learned how beautiful it can be to love someone in SL. I refuse point blank to believe that love is ever a bad thing. Or that happiness, however fleeting, is bad either. I refuse to think that time spent with another person, caring about, getting to know that person, intimately: mind, body, and soul--no matter what ever happens in the long run--I refuse to think that kind of connection is ever a mistake.
So I have been gathering my memories, of Valis, and of Firefly before it. Of Draven. Of Heron and Wren, Hawk, Mal. Of Dabrin, and of Jinara, Jhai, and Noir. Of everyone who came, and so briefly lived, and loved someone at Valis. I am gathering all my pictures--all my memories. And putting them up in Flickr.
Right here... where I can look and remember. And never regret a single moment.
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Quote du Jour: George Sand
“There is only one happiness in this life, to love and be loved.”--George Sand
"George Sand" is the pen name of Amandine Aurore Lucile Dupin, Baroness Dudevant, a 19th century feminist French author of over 30 novels and 8 plays. Sand is best known for her unothodox ways. She flaunted the conventions for women of her day by dressing in men's clothing, smoking in public, and embarking on many notorious love affairs, the most notable of which was with the composer Frederick Chopin, while she was living separate from her husband. One of her lovers, the poet Alfred de Musset called her: "The most womanly woman."
"George Sand" is the pen name of Amandine Aurore Lucile Dupin, Baroness Dudevant, a 19th century feminist French author of over 30 novels and 8 plays. Sand is best known for her unothodox ways. She flaunted the conventions for women of her day by dressing in men's clothing, smoking in public, and embarking on many notorious love affairs, the most notable of which was with the composer Frederick Chopin, while she was living separate from her husband. One of her lovers, the poet Alfred de Musset called her: "The most womanly woman."
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