The Kill
what if i wanted to break
laugh it all off in your face
what would you do?
what if i fell to the floor
couldn't take all this anymore
what would you do?
i tried to be someone else
but nothing seemed to change
i know now, this is who i really am inside
falling from myself
falling for a chance
i know now, this is who i really am
kill
break me down
bury me, bury me
i am finished with you
look in my eyes
you're killing me, killing me
all I wanted was you
Friday, September 01, 2006
-5:37 PM
listening:
belinda carlisle - leave a light on
finally, i think i've got myself part-time aka night job @ home club as sound tech + floor. the great thing is i guess i'd be able to mess with the decks. next up... a proper day job. but first, my fucking chao chee bye troublesome flash portfolio has to be done. na bei na bei fuck fuck fuck. i hate flash i hate flash... fuck fuck fuck. :(
monthly payscale target -> $3,000 + +
HELL YEAH!
look to the end marcus. look to the cash.