will you be me?

I wonder if you've ever seen
the way the man in the lookout house looks at me
before he takes out his teeth and asks me to sign the wall
and i sign his wall with a heel of bread
dipped in green listerine
and then i kiss him on the head
and leave through the door in the floor
as he starts to fall down dead

i've got a pocket full of quarters and i'm headed for the woods
i'm gonna play miss pac man in a puddle of mud
i'm not gonna lose my shoes unless i start to cry
and the man in the moon said i'm not left handed
and he did a swan dive to the promise land
while you were lost in my bob hope diamond eyes

will you be me? will you be me?
wear my clothes, drink my coffee,
write my mommy, do my homework,
feed my babies, fight my crazies

the ground started bouncing so i jumped up trying
to feel like an angel flying
watch out for the power lines
unless you wanna die

but if you think you need some lovin'... that's fine

when i see you i know that i'm tempting fate

i might be getting a tattoo on wednesday. :)

i wanna live like common people

i like life right now; it's tense but in a good way.




Music that I grew up with:
1. Oasis
2. Pulp
3. Blur
4. The Prodigy
5. The Backstreet Boys (lol)
6. Natalie Imbruglia
7. A very young J. Lo
8. Republica
9. Pink Floyd
10. Texas
11. David Bowie

plus various dance, house and techno stuff which is what my sister and mum were into... but mainly Oasis, Pulp and Blur - all of whom I still propa love :)

please don't say we're done when i'm not finished

I like lists. I keep lists of things that I want, lists of people i like and places i've been, and things i need to do and things i don't need to do, and things i wish i had done and things i wish i had never done.
I bought a perfect notebook recently; it has 'Let there be Lists' written on the front and 'make lists not war' written on the back and on the inside cover i've written the lyrics to 'My Year In Lists' by Los Campesinos! because it always gets in my head whenever i write lists.

Today i made four lists; a list of all the horror films i own on DVD, a list of all the things i need for university, a list of the all the things i need to buy/ order for university, and a list of all the Barry M nail varnishes i own. The last one is possibly the most worrying...
1. Lemon ice cream
2. Mint green
3. Bright purple
4. Block orange
5. Acid yellow
6. Coral
7. Cyan blue
8. Grey
9. Navy
10. Cobalt blue
11. Spring green (x2, cause they made a newer version of it and i have both)
12. Raspberry
13. Bright red
14. Shocking pink
15. Yellow
16. Lime green
17. Tangerine
18. Black x2

um.

if the ecstacy's in, the wit is definitely out.

i knew i'd return to blogger eventually.



I read your letter
The one you left when you broke into my house
Retracing every step you made
And you said you meant it
And there's a piece of me in every single
Second of every single day
But if it's true then tell me how it got this way.

I visited Sussex today, it was empty but nice. Saw the flat i'm going to be moving into, had a nice (if wet) stroll down Brighton pier and dinner in the Harvester with Rosie and Sarah :) good day.

i've got a backbone stronger than yours.

I haven't written here for a long time, hello :).

I'm going to university in 16 days, i don't think i'm anywhere near old enough or responsible enough or mature enough for this sort of thing, not in the slightest. i'm also very worried that nobody will like me or that everybody will be skinny, ordinary and narrow minded - however i've heard that this is a common fear so hopefully it'll be okay. i just don't want to be stuck in a dorm/ on a course full of girls interested in diets and clubbing and Usher and hair products and waxing and sex. and i don't want to be stuck in a dorm/ on a course full of boys interested in clubbing and Usher and hair products and beer and sex.

what i DO want is people interested in ani difranco and horror films and late night frivolities and peep show and mash ups and bizarre coincidences and philosophical literature. you know, not to be to specific or anything. everything's a bit odd right now because i want to do things and start new things and change things... but i'm moving away in a bit so is there really any point to anything? and that makes me feel like i should be packing or reading what i'm meant to be reading or something, but i don't feel much like doing that either.

Life used to be lifelike, now it's more like showbiz. i wake up in the night and i don't know where the bathroom is; and i don't know what town i'm in or what sky i'm under and i wake up in the night and i don't have the will anymore to wonder. and everyone has a skeleton and a closet to keep it in and you're mine.