

Wife by Two ThousandIf tomorrow the world would end, I'd be alone,Wife by Two Thousand
Beside two thousand men
There was a time when you said You would end the world, just to preserve that night And now, I know you lied...
And since then, every night I've spent Without you at my side.


Everything is fineLet me show to you The mysteries of earth and heaven Without words, subtitled in the language of love.Everything is fine
Know that I know, if nothing else, That I love you. And that nothing in the world Means as much as you do To me.
It is fine, everything is alright And all problems, for tonight and every night, Are non-existent next to your light.


DreamtimeWere both so scared Of hurting again, We take tiny steps forward, tentative, Eyes smiling shyly, Just to reach out and brush hands.Dreamtime
Well I know youre not mine But Im yours just the same, and please,
You dont have to be afraid And I promise you that, after tonight, Ill never go away again.
She gave you scars- Ill heal them. She broke your heart- Ill find the pieces. She pulled off your wings- Ill give you my feathered robe.
If youre a dream,
Im never waking up.


Common SensesHave you ever smelled your own mental disorder? Mine smells like cool autumn air blowing in through the window of my room at home.Common Senses
It sounds like moody adolescent music, Jack Off Jill and Nine Inch Nails and Marilyn Manson's early work (the later albums are artistic and intellectual).
This disorder feels
remarkably like order, like standing up at regular speed but your body thinks it's too fast and all your vision goes away and you sway on your feet and you go pee and weigh yourself.
It's hard to tell exactly what it looks like; &nb
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"This is how the world ends, not with a bang but a whimper."
"I thought it would be nice to lie down and close my eyes. It never occurred to me that I am already asleep."
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"Quand l'Homme cessa d'être Singe, il fut Con."
MAKES SENSE TO ME! \o/
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"Mr. B, where's the milk of human kindness?"
"It's gone off, Baldrick. It stinks."
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"Blessed are the Artists, for in their hands the impossible is made real."
"And don't forget, a wet towel soaked with holy water works great in close quarters as both a weapon and a shield!"
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Every man that has an ear, let him hear.
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The Joys of Motherhood: When changing a baby boy, be sure to keep an umbrella handy.
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