primroseburrows | May 2005

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1st: 12:37 am
constantly in the darkness--where's that at? if you want me I'll be in the bar
- 4 comments

01:02 am
all these poses, such beautiful clotheses, makes any boy feel as pretty as princes
- 4 comments
3rd: 12:37 pm
so Mary, climb in...
- 5 comments

04:43 pm
the ghost moon sails among the clouds, turns the rifles into silver on the border
- 6 comments
4th: 10:39 am
any man with a microphone can tell you what he loves the most
- 4 comments

04:22 pm
whatever you want, but you're gonna have to ask me
- 3 comments
5th: 11:12 am
(no subject)
- 2 comments

08:14 pm
you surrender, love under will; rest assured, baby, you're adored
- 6 comments
6th: 11:21 am
(no subject)
- 5 comments

11:48 am
Interview!
- 11 comments
7th: 11:20 pm
(no subject)
- 12 comments
8th: 07:39 am
(no subject)
- 3 comments
9th: 10:44 pm
that's the way it began, we were hand in hand, Glen Miller's band was better than before
- 2 comments
11th: 12:33 am
twas in the spring, then spring became the summer
- 9 comments
13th: 11:57 am
(no subject)
- 3 comments
14th: 12:13 am
I'm just a little bit heiress, a little bit Irish

12:32 am
...and what could ever lead ya back here where we need ya?

09:20 pm
take away our playstations and we are a third world nation
- 4 comments

10:12 pm
(no subject)
- 4 comments
15th: 12:26 pm
you make me laugh, 'cause your eyes, they light the night, they look right through me
- 2 comments
16th: 12:21 am
and all the things that's been and done, the battle's won, the good and bad in everyone
- 19 comments

01:18 am
justice if you're still there, I will have my fair share
- 6 comments
17th: 06:44 pm
(no subject)
- 15 comments
18th: 11:55 am
(no subject)
- 5 comments
23rd: 09:17 am
we'll all be buried--gone to heaven--St. Peter'll be the straw boss then.
- 2 comments

07:42 pm
she packed her hopes and dreams like a refugee, just as her father came from across the sea
- 4 comments

11:15 pm
she is handsome she is pretty; she's the belle of Belfast city
25th: 12:06 pm
I ain't a soft and saccharine wannabe, still I pray to god this all will end happily
- 2 comments
26th: 11:54 am
sunny gets sunnier day by day by day by day
- 12 comments
30th: 07:28 am
(no subject)
- 9 comments

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rants and ramblings of utter randomness

constantly in the darkness--where's that at? if you want me I'll be in the bar

all these poses, such beautiful clotheses, makes any boy feel as pretty as princes

so Mary, climb in...

the ghost moon sails among the clouds, turns the rifles into silver on the border

any man with a microphone can tell you what he loves the most

whatever you want, but you're gonna have to ask me

(no subject)

you surrender, love under will; rest assured, baby, you're adored

(no subject)

Interview!

(no subject)

(no subject)

that's the way it began, we were hand in hand, Glen Miller's band was better than before

twas in the spring, then spring became the summer

(no subject)

I'm just a little bit heiress, a little bit Irish

...and what could ever lead ya back here where we need ya?

take away our playstations and we are a third world nation

(no subject)

you make me laugh, 'cause your eyes, they light the night, they look right through me

and all the things that's been and done, the battle's won, the good and bad in everyone

justice if you're still there, I will have my fair share

(no subject)

(no subject)

we'll all be buried--gone to heaven--St. Peter'll be the straw boss then.

she packed her hopes and dreams like a refugee, just as her father came from across the sea

she is handsome she is pretty; she's the belle of Belfast city

I ain't a soft and saccharine wannabe, still I pray to god this all will end happily

sunny gets sunnier day by day by day by day

(no subject)

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