fuck off

The snow was very plentiful
And crumbs were very few
When a weather beaten sparrow through
A mansion window flew

Her eye fell on a golden cage
A sweet love song she heard
Sung by a pet canary there
A handsome yellow bird

He said to her, "Miss Sparrow
I've been struck by Cupid's arrow
Will you share my cage with me?"
She looked up at his castle
With its ribbon and its tassel
And in plaintive tone said she

"Goodbye, Little Yellow Bird
I'd rather brave the cold
On a leafless tree
Than a prisoner be
In a cage of gold"

The spoiled and petted yellow bird
Could scarcely believe it true
That a common sparrow should refuse
A bird with blood so blue

He told her the advantages
Of riches and of gold
She answered that her liberty
For gold could not be sold

She said, "I must be going"
But he cried, "No, no, it's snowing!
And the wintry winds doth blow!
Stay with me, my little deary
For without you t'would be dreary"
But she only sighed out "No"

"Goodbye, Little Yellow Bird
I'd gladly mate with you
I love you, Little Yellow Bird
But I love my freedom too

So goodbye, Little Yellow Bird
I'd rather brave the cold
On a leafless tree
Than a prisoner be
In a cage of gold"

I lift my skirt up to my knees
Walk through the garden rows
In my bare feet, laughing

I never learned to count my blessings
I choose instead to dwell
In my disasters

I walk on down the hill
Through grass grown tall and brown
And still it's hard somehow
To let go of my pain

Will I always feel this way
So empty, so estranged.

And of these cutthroat busted sunsets
These cold and damp white mornings
I have grown weary

"Lay your blouse across the chair
Let fall the flowers from your hair
And kiss me with that
Country mouth, so plain."

Outside the rain is tapping on the leaves
To me it sounds like they're
Applauding us, the quiet love we made

Will I always feel this way
So empty, so estranged...

My head, it hurts.
Each day it's getting worse.
My looks and smile, have now become my curse
Cold sores that bleed, got bruises on my feet
My pride, these men, have taken it from me.

I learned the truth at seventeen
That love was meant for beauty queens and
High school girls with clear skinned smiles
Who married young and then retired

To those of us who know the pain
Of valentines that never came
And those whose names were never called
When choosing sides for basketball

It was long ago, and far away
The world was younger than today
And dreams were all they gave for free
To ugly-duckling girls like me.

These days are never coming back.
I know it's you I can't forget.

Bang, bang. Shoot, shoot.


Bye, everyone. Nice knowing you.

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..Every night; for the rest of my life.

RESULTS ARE IN. 84% OF GIRLS WOULD SET THEIR PHASERS TO "HIT IT".

Tears are falling
No need to rush anymore
Maybe it's like this...
Just painful.

Lonely in gorgeous tears
Folly nights are breaking my heart.
I want you to find me soon and hold me tight.

Just like a scholar of love
I'm held back by these tears,
Unable to see anything.

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This is going to be a daily/weekly/whenever the fuck I feel like it thing.
Where I post a pic of someone. and simply, you girls (guys?) tell me.

Would you hit it? I would. Like the fist of an angry god.

VOTES ARE IN!! 65% of girls would totally hit that shit. trufact.

To fall in love is easy, even to remain in it is not difficult; our human loneliness is cause enough. But it is a hard quest worth making to find a comrade through whose steady presence one becomes steadily the person one desires to be.

あなたが私の鼓動を聞くことができるなら、
あたしは赤面するでしょうに。

涙止まらないわ...

今夜はもう寝たのかな？