(abandoned)(abandoned) - LiveJournal.comGoodbye Superlative.- March 21, 2004 neighbourhoodsneighbourhoodsneighbourhoodsneighbourhoodshttp://tuetano.livejournal.com/25204.html Sarah drinks wine mixed with red drink.- March 20, 2004 "My Dear Lukus Mukus, you cannot make love to a tree, without passion!"-Sarah Lamberthttp://tuetano.livejournal.com/24811.html How did she ever end up with Valentine- March 19, 2004 gawnhttp://tuetano.livejournal.com/24544.html Infringement- March 16, 2004 Could everyone please delete and block itslukeyhotmail.com,Someone else is using the account.http://tuetano.livejournal.com/24055.html Tiptoe; your heart beats loud and rotten.- March 10, 2004 But cue the slow strings.Tiptoe; your heart beats loud and rotten.Bliss the memory; his hips forgotten.Tears are harking.Rivers flowingSins are staining.Mistakes are brewing.http://tuetano.livejournal.com/22533.html I'm starting to worry.- March 9, 2004 Starting to worry that my chains aren't holding.Starting to worry that I need chains anyway.But where can I gohttp://tuetano.livejournal.com/22321.html Sarah.- March 7, 2004 tryna look like you dont try says:and i was like woooooooo my boobies were in a songhttp://tuetano.livejournal.com/22212.html Shower- March 6, 2004 Crawling throughHygeine almost begotten. A chorus crys of trespass.Tiptoe; the carpet's loud yet solemn.Bliss the staircase, rails well forgotten.A reflective liar, What's hereA blemish tyrant- and tonight's dinner still apparent.Frosted mirror, clouded mask,Steam's growingRivers flowingSins are washing.Bliss the staircase, call for the mute button.Tiptoe! The carpet's loud, wet and rotten.Turn the light's off as you pass.And fear the contrast of late showers and smell of soap and cotton.As you.http://tuetano.livejournal.com/21804.html Writing songs.- March 6, 2004 Two girls. Both sung with beats in 64. One in C Major, The other D Minor.My fairies.http://tuetano.livejournal.com/21684.html |