6th Album....
that's pretty good. recording an album in summer 2003 and releasing it in spring 2003.
we are the brand new beatniks. we are the down and outers.
we are the bleeding hearts, beating syncopated, broken rhythm.
our speed is often break neck. we need to slow it down.
tired of being sleepless. tired of being broken.

we are the bleeding hearts, beating syncopated, broken rhythm.
our speed is often break neck. we need to slow it down.
tired of being sleepless. tired of being broken.
dude.
the other side of the pillow is the best.
i always flip my pillow over because the side i'm sleeping on gets to hot.
the other side of the pillow is the best.
i always flip my pillow over because the side i'm sleeping on gets to hot.
we are the brand new beatniks. we are the down and outers.
we are the bleeding hearts, beating syncopated, broken rhythm.
our speed is often break neck. we need to slow it down.
tired of being sleepless. tired of being broken.

we are the bleeding hearts, beating syncopated, broken rhythm.
our speed is often break neck. we need to slow it down.
tired of being sleepless. tired of being broken.
i do that too. i mean the pillow thing. not the dress on prom nite. i've never been to prom.
!EMiLY!
sweet blasphemy my giving tree
it hasn't rained in years
i bring to you this sacrificial offering of virgin ears
leave it to me i remain free from all the comforts of home
and where that is i'm pleased as piss to say
i'll never really know
sweet blasphemy my giving tree
it hasn't rained in years
i bring to you this sacrificial offering of virgin ears
leave it to me i remain free from all the comforts of home
and where that is i'm pleased as piss to say
i'll never really know
- Sufjan Stevens
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I wish the same thing for ya Jeff. It never hurts to have a nice, horny, willing, and clean girl on your bed wearing nothing but a bow.
I faced death. I went in with my arms swinging. But I heard my own breath and had to face that I'm still living. I'm still flesh. I hold on to awful feelings. I'm not dead... My chest still draws breath. I hold it. I'm buoyant. There's no end.
- Sufjan Stevens
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I would want the same thing myself, but I would rather have a certain some one. So for as long as I hold my hopes for that one person, I will never really get what I can get from a woman. Here's the kicker, I never speak to the person, I just can't get over her. Damn love, it's just a fucking sham. It never works out. OK, I am done now.
I faced death. I went in with my arms swinging. But I heard my own breath and had to face that I'm still living. I'm still flesh. I hold on to awful feelings. I'm not dead... My chest still draws breath. I hold it. I'm buoyant. There's no end.
It never hurts to rant. How are things going with Lauren? We haven't had the weekly soap opera lately.
!EMiLY!
sweet blasphemy my giving tree
it hasn't rained in years
i bring to you this sacrificial offering of virgin ears
leave it to me i remain free from all the comforts of home
and where that is i'm pleased as piss to say
i'll never really know
sweet blasphemy my giving tree
it hasn't rained in years
i bring to you this sacrificial offering of virgin ears
leave it to me i remain free from all the comforts of home
and where that is i'm pleased as piss to say
i'll never really know
- Sufjan Stevens
- Oskar Winner: 2005
- Posts: 6738
- Joined: 3/17/2002, 12:25 pm
- Location: Detroit, MI
Lauren and I are alright. She doesn't quite understand that returning the favor is necessary. Oh well, I got her off three times today, which is pretty damn impressive in an hour.
Now I will go on about other things, because you all don't want to hear about my miracle tongue. I hate to say this, but I think Steph was the one for me. The longer I am with Lauren makes me realize how perfect Steph was for me. Yeah, things went horribly wrong in the end, but yeah, I am mostly to blame for it. I wouldn't mind trying to talk to Steph again, even as a friend, just to see how she is. I never will call her, and it never will happen, but yeah. I think I found the right girl for me, and I fucking blew it when I was only 18 years and 1 month old. How fucking horrible is that? You realize you had everything you wanted in a woman, you lost her, and you were only 18. Wow, if I was obsessive (well, more than I already am) I would go to her houses and beg for her to speak to me. Again, not gonna happen, I have common sense. I am ranting again....lol
Now I will go on about other things, because you all don't want to hear about my miracle tongue. I hate to say this, but I think Steph was the one for me. The longer I am with Lauren makes me realize how perfect Steph was for me. Yeah, things went horribly wrong in the end, but yeah, I am mostly to blame for it. I wouldn't mind trying to talk to Steph again, even as a friend, just to see how she is. I never will call her, and it never will happen, but yeah. I think I found the right girl for me, and I fucking blew it when I was only 18 years and 1 month old. How fucking horrible is that? You realize you had everything you wanted in a woman, you lost her, and you were only 18. Wow, if I was obsessive (well, more than I already am) I would go to her houses and beg for her to speak to me. Again, not gonna happen, I have common sense. I am ranting again....lol
I faced death. I went in with my arms swinging. But I heard my own breath and had to face that I'm still living. I'm still flesh. I hold on to awful feelings. I'm not dead... My chest still draws breath. I hold it. I'm buoyant. There's no end.
Alan: how many girlfriends have you had in your whole lifetime? I mean REAL girlfriends?
!EMiLY!
sweet blasphemy my giving tree
it hasn't rained in years
i bring to you this sacrificial offering of virgin ears
leave it to me i remain free from all the comforts of home
and where that is i'm pleased as piss to say
i'll never really know
sweet blasphemy my giving tree
it hasn't rained in years
i bring to you this sacrificial offering of virgin ears
leave it to me i remain free from all the comforts of home
and where that is i'm pleased as piss to say
i'll never really know
you want to talk about being perfect for someone? madeline and i would subconciously dress alike. we were both weird as hell. but whatever. she could have been the one for me, but now i know she's not. steph was not the one for you alan. the one means you end up together and you didn't end up together did you? there will be someone else for you or you just have to resort to rock stardom and casual sex. me, i'll be satisfied either way.
we are the brand new beatniks. we are the down and outers.
we are the bleeding hearts, beating syncopated, broken rhythm.
our speed is often break neck. we need to slow it down.
tired of being sleepless. tired of being broken.

we are the bleeding hearts, beating syncopated, broken rhythm.
our speed is often break neck. we need to slow it down.
tired of being sleepless. tired of being broken.
- Sufjan Stevens
- Oskar Winner: 2005
- Posts: 6738
- Joined: 3/17/2002, 12:25 pm
- Location: Detroit, MI
I would say 4. Here's the laundry list of them:
Elaine (Spring 2001- Summer 2001)
She cheated on me like mad. The entire time we dated, she was with another guy. I was too goddamn blind to see it, and yeah, I had fallen for her. With her, it was more of a physical attraction, and she was a huge OLP fan, so I thought I couldn't lose with her. Yeah, I lost, and I got a foot up my ass afterwards too.
Danielle (Winter 2002)
She became obsessed way too quickly. I mean, in a heartbeat, she was in love. She totally suffocated me, and I couldn't stand dating her after that. We don't talk much anymore, seeing that she's liable to fall nose over tail for me.
Stephanie (Summer 2002)
Boy meets girl. Boy and girl fall in love. Boy becomes stupid. Girl falls out of love. Boy hates himself for chasing girl away. You people here know the story with Steph. I still feel like the biggest ass for doing damn near everything wrong in the end. I bet if I did two or three things differently in the relationship, I would still be with her and happy beyond belief.
Lauren (Fall 2002- Present)
I have bitched about her enough. I am not getting into her.
I have had numerous two week relationships that mean nothing, at all.
Elaine (Spring 2001- Summer 2001)
She cheated on me like mad. The entire time we dated, she was with another guy. I was too goddamn blind to see it, and yeah, I had fallen for her. With her, it was more of a physical attraction, and she was a huge OLP fan, so I thought I couldn't lose with her. Yeah, I lost, and I got a foot up my ass afterwards too.
Danielle (Winter 2002)
She became obsessed way too quickly. I mean, in a heartbeat, she was in love. She totally suffocated me, and I couldn't stand dating her after that. We don't talk much anymore, seeing that she's liable to fall nose over tail for me.
Stephanie (Summer 2002)
Boy meets girl. Boy and girl fall in love. Boy becomes stupid. Girl falls out of love. Boy hates himself for chasing girl away. You people here know the story with Steph. I still feel like the biggest ass for doing damn near everything wrong in the end. I bet if I did two or three things differently in the relationship, I would still be with her and happy beyond belief.
Lauren (Fall 2002- Present)
I have bitched about her enough. I am not getting into her.
I have had numerous two week relationships that mean nothing, at all.
I faced death. I went in with my arms swinging. But I heard my own breath and had to face that I'm still living. I'm still flesh. I hold on to awful feelings. I'm not dead... My chest still draws breath. I hold it. I'm buoyant. There's no end.
4 out of a billion. you really think there is only one person out of a billion for you? now that's just depressing.
jeff's right, if it didn't end right, it wasn't meant to be right. or else you're just really stupid. 


!EMiLY!
sweet blasphemy my giving tree
it hasn't rained in years
i bring to you this sacrificial offering of virgin ears
leave it to me i remain free from all the comforts of home
and where that is i'm pleased as piss to say
i'll never really know
sweet blasphemy my giving tree
it hasn't rained in years
i bring to you this sacrificial offering of virgin ears
leave it to me i remain free from all the comforts of home
and where that is i'm pleased as piss to say
i'll never really know