ramanda's Diaryland
Diary
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04.13.05 - oh Virginia, perhaps you were right all along 04.13.05 - poison me with liquor, then break out the party hats 04.12.05 - all that jive talkin' just gets in your eye 04.11.05 - lay your weary head to rest, don't you cry no more 04.10.05 - did I ever tell you about the time? 04.08.05 - to move through the night with very little else to say 03.31.05 - and the shame, was on the other side 03.30.05 - spread out the oil, the gasoline, I walk smooth, ride in a mean, mean machine 03.29.05 - some people claim that there's a woman to blame, but I know it's nobody's fault 03.27.05 - i'm stumbling and I know I play a bad guitar 03.21.05 - I try to think about hairdos, tattoos, sushi, boys, and saxophones. . . 03.17.05 - some of the boys got loaded drunk, and they ain't got sober yet 03.16.05 - and your lips burn wild; thrown from the face of a child 03.14.05 - thinking out loud and acting in vain; knocking over anyone that stands in my way 03.10.05 - shake it til ya calf muscles hurt 03.03.05 - you took off your clothes, to remind me of the ocean 03.02.05 - we trade our love for ambition and tell each other we'll get it all back in time 02.23.05 - he's not what you'd call a glamorous man 02.22.05 - i rode a ladder that climbs across the nation 02.21.05 - baby, it's a beggar being bitten by this bug 02.17.05 - in a black hearted alley fight 02.13.05 - wave your hands in the air, shake your derriere 02.10.05 - you would cry too if it happened to you 02.08.05 - we gon' sip bacardi like it's yo birthday 02.06.05 - fought with kitchen knives and skewerrrrrrs 02.02.05 - baby, I think I'm capsizing, the waves are rising and rising 02.02.05 - i've got soul, but I'm not a soldier 01.30.05 - who am I, am I to say? 01.28.05 - pull my eyes out, hold my breath and wait until I shake 01.26.05 - i am sleeping under strange, strange skies 01.26.05 - we gon' rock it til the wheels fall off 01.24.05 -
she walks through her sunken dream, to the seat with the clearest view 01.23.05 - as I leave, believe I�m stompin� 01.20.05 - like a good book, I can't put this day back 01.18.05 - and I�m tired of their bleeding light 01.17.05 - if I have to cry to keep ya, I don't mind weepin' 01.16.05 - i had to run away high, so I wouldn't come home low 01.13.05 - time's come to pay your dues 01.11.05 - it was overflowing gently, but it's all elementary my friend - my sweet entries : 2005 01.05.05 - kiss me now that I'm older, I won't try to control you
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