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IIIIIIII X 10
Ten is a number. It's just like any other number. It has twice as many digits as nine does, so I guess that means it's significant somehow. It's how many fingers I have, maybe that makes it significant.
No... it's not significant at all. There's no difference from any other number, it's still only just a number. That's all it ever is. That's all it ever will be. Just a number. Just a number. ... just a number ...
Yeah. I'll keep telling myself that. I can believe it if I bloody want to.
Calan
Post subject: Re: Does This Make Me Evil?
Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2010 10:24 pm
Azkaban Dementor
Joined: Thu Sep 06, 2007 12:00 am Posts: 4579 Location: Sacramento, CA
IIIIIIII I XI 11
Eleven. It's even less significant than 10. Eleven is odd. Eleven is a prime number, but being the fifth one, it is meaningless in every respect. It is comprised of dual ones. One is ultimately boring. Eleven must be twice as boring.
A friend. A thief. Myself. A prefect. His murderer. A would-be lover. A vampire. A student I don't know. An enemy. A teacher. A soldier.
Calan
Post subject: Re: Does This Make Me Evil?
Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2010 3:30 pm
Azkaban Dementor
Joined: Thu Sep 06, 2007 12:00 am Posts: 4579 Location: Sacramento, CA
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IIIIIIII II XII 12
12 Silver Bunnies.
Calan
Post subject: Re: Does This Make Me Evil?
Posted: Wed Nov 24, 2010 7:52 pm
Azkaban Dementor
Joined: Thu Sep 06, 2007 12:00 am Posts: 4579 Location: Sacramento, CA
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IIIIIIII IIII XIV 14
Let's just skip 13. I hear it's an unlucky number anyway, that would make it special. 14 is nothing.
Calan
Post subject: Re: Does This Make Me Evil?
Posted: Mon Apr 25, 2011 10:36 pm
Azkaban Dementor
Joined: Thu Sep 06, 2007 12:00 am Posts: 4579 Location: Sacramento, CA
I wonder what happens when a pineapple plays with scorpions?
Joined: Thu Sep 06, 2007 12:00 am Posts: 4579 Location: Sacramento, CA
. . .
From a friend. Burn the harvest, Sweet to bitter, The Sugar Cane has rotted to rum.
I didn't want to know. I just didn't want to know. Best to keep things in the shallow end, cause I never quite learned how to swim.
I just didn't want to know.
Close my eyes just to look at you. Taken by this seamless vision. I close my eyes. Ignore the smoke.
Ignore the smoke.
Call an Optimist, she's turning blue. Such a lovely color for you Call an Optimist, she's turning blue. While I just sit and stare at you.
Because I don't want to know.
I just didn't want to know.
Mistook the nods for an approval. Just ignore the smoke and smile.
Call an Optimist, she's turning blue. Such a lovely color for you. Call an Optimist, she's turning blue Such a perfect color for your eyes Call an Optimist, she's turning blue Such a lovely color for you Call an Optimist, she's turning blue. While I just sit and stare at you.
Joined: Thu Sep 06, 2007 12:00 am Posts: 4579 Location: Sacramento, CA
In this farewell, there is no blood, there is no alibi. ‘Cause I’ve drawn regret from the truth of a thousand lies. So let mercy come and wash away what I’ve done. I’ll face myself to cross out what I’ve become, erase myself and let go of what I’ve done.
Put to rest what you thought of me while I clean this slate with the hands of uncertainty. So let mercy come and wash away what I’ve done. I’ll face myself to cross out what I’ve become, erase myself and let go of what I’ve done.
For what I’ve done I’ll start again, and whatever pain may come today this ends! I’m forgiving what I’ve done! I’ll face myself to cross out what I’ve become, erase myself, and let go of what I’ve done.
Joined: Thu Sep 06, 2007 12:00 am Posts: 4579 Location: Sacramento, CA
I often dream of the ocean Misty with salty perfume As I take to the sea The night goes with me By the light of a crystalline moon
Into the great wide open All of the stars become her Into the great wide open space we go
Out here I seek understanding Just A place for myself in the whole We have lost all control A warm west wind blows Let us go to explore the unknown.
Into the great wide open All of the stars become her Into the great wide open space we go
And I think I have found just the answer But can you let it unfold? When you can't live up to The highest plateau You can come with me We can go
Into the great wide open All of the starts become us Into the great wide open space we go.
Into the great wide open All of the stars become us Into the great wide open space we go. Let's go.
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I am running, I will meet you halfway. When I get there will you be waiting for me? I am scared, that you don't feel the same. And after all, just how much can I take?
Heaven help me, I say I'm in love, I'm all in love with you. I can't help myself, I've fallen down, I'm falling hard for you.
I can't sleep, and I don't know what to say. What we want isn't always what we need.
Heaven help me, I think I'm in love, I'm all in love with you. I can't help myself I've fallen down, I'm falling hard for you.
For you.
I don't wanna be by myself. I want you here, I want you here.
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IIIIIIIIIIII XV 15
Have you ever been baptized in the cool winter water On a Sunday morning when the sky was gray? You filed out of the churchyard, so cold it was silver To gold, tan, and blue cars, and the cars drove away All the memories fade, send the ghosts on their way Tell them they've had their day, it's someone else's tomorrow
The tall and the tiny ships on the water Farther and farther, floating away Will never return now, all wooden and burned out They echo and groan now in their salty graves All the memories fade, send the the ghosts on their way Tell them they've had their day, it's someone else's tomorrow Someone else's tomorrow
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