Choose a line from a song you like that discribes you ?
Her mine
"Can't help it bout the state i'm in can't sing i ain't pretty and my legs are thin"
The song is "oh well" by Fleetwood mac and it's got me to a tee![]()
Choose a line from a song you like that discribes you ?
Her mine
"Can't help it bout the state i'm in can't sing i ain't pretty and my legs are thin"
The song is "oh well" by Fleetwood mac and it's got me to a tee![]()
In a tree by the brook, there's a songbird that sings.
Sometimes all our thoughts are misgiven.
Hello World
first line in Come Home, from OneRepublic.
"She comes in colors everywhere"
"She's a Rainbow" - Rolling Stones
(now try to decipher that one! Teehee!)
"Chorus of angels, destroy my silence, that haunts me, that claims me, while darkness walks beside me" - Haste the Day
"Tengo la camisa negra" -- Juanes
Beanlord, your song really fits you, although I would have chosen something else in my mind to describe you. Whenever I think of a song to describe you, the same lyrics always pop up in my head: "Devil man! Devil man!/ It is not heresy and I do not repent!" :3
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By the way, "egads man! real georgia tea?! Futility! Every southern gentleman knows that LUZIANNE is the way to go! Blasphemy!"
fiction of mine: Die Kaeltierglü
Just a beer belly, beer belly. Get these mutts away from me. I don't find this stuff amusing anymore.--Paul Simon Call me Al.
"I am idiot drug hive, the virgin, the tattered and the torn; self-disgust is self obsession, honey, and I do as I please."
Faster by Manic Street Preachers
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The sand of the desert is sodden red, -
Red with the wreck of a square that broke; -
The Gatling's jammed and the colonel dead,
And the regiment blind with dust and smoke.
The river of death has brimmed his banks,
And England's far, and Honour a name,
But the voice of schoolboy rallies the ranks,
"Play up! play up! and play the game!"
Vitai Lampada (Sir Henry Newbolt, 1897)
From the Home of Sir Henry Newbolt (a blog)
I dreamt I dwelt in marble halls...
A man in possession of a wooden spoon must be in want of a pot to stir.
"Baby was a black sheep, Baby was a whore, Baby, Baby, Baby was a Rock n' Roll Nigger."
Live at the Witch trials...
Radiohead - Creep
"What the hell am I doing here, I don't belong here."
Dreamer! You know you are a dreamer, but can you put your hands in your head, oh no! by Supertramp.
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When the power of love overcomes the love of power the world will know peace ~ Jimi Hendrix
"I don't mind the sun sometimes, the images it shows."
Pepper by The Butthole Surfers
Remember why you like to read, and inundate your writing with your love of story. No great writer ever found reading a chore.
"Drifting through the wind, wanting to start again."
Firework by Katy Perry
“And now I’m looking at you,” he said, “and you’re asking me if I still want you, as if I could stop loving you. As if I would want to give up the thing that makes me stronger than anything else ever has. I never dared give much of myself to anyone before – bits of myself to the Lightwoods, to Isabelle and Alec, but it took years to do it – but, Clary, since the first time I saw you, I have belonged to you completely. I still do. If you want me.” ― City of Glass by Cassandra Clare.
"And now my bitter hands
Cradle broken glass
Of what was everything"
~Pearl Jam~
"And now I am become death, the destroyer of worlds"
- Oppenheimer quoting the Bhagavad Gita
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