drugbehindcar

drugbehindcar @ 2005-03-10T20:11:00

2005-03-11T01:13:29Z

happier than i have ever been
managed to quit cigarettes, among other things
what is left to say

take it as lightly as you would like

2005-01-23T16:42:07Z

to all the spiteful, stress causing, insecure, self involved, self justified, non forgiving, hateful, shit don't stink, do-gooders......save the drama life is hard not all of us can be as up right an just as you so have a little patience maybe show someone love and let them now that there is more to you than that

drugbehindcar @ 2004-10-24T10:56:00

2004-10-24T15:03:14Z

SUNDAY! The only day that stands out from other days, my favorite day. Today I have my house all to myself to do whatever I please, as if I don't already. Today I begin work on restoring a Japanese Strat. If anyone knows where I can get a seven string neck for this please find someway to contact me. I would be very thankful.

drugbehindcar @ 2004-10-09T01:46:00

2004-10-09T06:00:26Z

Maybe a car
Maybe a bed
Maybe a blunt
Maybe free freedom
Maybe an open ear
Maybe honesty
Maybe lies
Maybe Im hearing things
Maybe three meals
Maybe resting
Maybe Im content
Maybe mashed potatoes
Maybe a haircut
Maybe a pen, pad, and an open thought
Maybe the clouds in the sky are for me
Maybe the stars are mine
Maybe new shoes
Maybe jealousy
Maybe a shave
Maybe theropy
Maybe logic
Maybe bugs are after me
Maybe going without black hair dye
Maybe self reflection
Maybe isolation
Maybe luck
Maybe waking up
Maybe earning a buck
Maybe inside out
Maybe stained
and maybe ripped up
Maybe I dont care
Maybe Im sorry

whatever's clever

2004-09-25T04:15:24Z

Can't win em all. you got to laugh it off. you got a cold you cough. because a light is the only thing you can offer a moth. being happy is all that matters, you cant have christmas with jack o' lanterns. If you fall you get right back up, pause for a moment, compose yourself, face the sky and wait for direction.

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2004-07-27T02:21:50Z

maybe im just tired

drugbehindcar @ 2004-07-26T20:53:00

2004-07-27T00:54:25Z

Summer of a kah-gillion laughs! Ha ha ABC that's more laughs than you. I win shit heads.

drugbehindcar @ 2004-07-25T14:24:00

2004-07-25T18:26:31Z

A long, long time ago
I can still remember
How that music used to make me smile
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And maybe they'd be happy for a while

But February made me shiver
With every paper I'd deliver
Bad news on the doorstep
I couldn't take one more step

I can't remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride
But something touched me deep inside
The day the music died

Did you write the book of love
And do you have faith in God above
If the Bible tells you so?
Now do you believe in rock and roll?
Can music save your mortal soul?
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?

Well, I know that you're in love with him
'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym
You both kicked off your shoes
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues

I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck
But I knew I was out of luck
The day the music died

Now for ten years we've been on our own
And moss grows fat on a Rollin' Stone
But that's not how it used to be
When The Jester sang for The King and Queen
In a coat he borrowed from James Dean
In a voice that came from you and me

Oh, and while The King was looking down
The Jester stole his thorny crown
The courtroom was adjourned
No verdict was returned

And while Lennin read a book on Marx
The quartet practised in the park
And we sang dirges in the dark
The day the music died

Helter Skelter in a summer swelter
The Byrds flew off with a fall out shelter
Eight miles high and falling fast
It landed flat out on the grass
The players tried for a forward pass
With The Jester on the sidelines in a cast

Now the half-time air was sweet perfume
While Sergeants played a marching tune
We all got up to dance
Oh, but we never got the chance

'Cause the players tried to take the field
The marching band refused to yield
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the music died?

Oh, and there we were all in one place
A generation Lost In Space
With no time left to start again
So come on Jack be nimble, Jack be quick
Jack Flash sat on a candle stick
'Cause fire is the devil's only friend

Oh, and as I watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage
No angel born in Hell
Could break that Satan's spell

And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite
I saw Satan laughing with delight
The day the music died

I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news
But she just smiled and turned away
I went down to the sacred store
Where I'd heard the music years before
But the man there said the music wouldn't play

And in the streets the children screamed
The lovers cried and the poets dreamed
But not a word was spoken
The church bells all were broken

And the three men I admire most
The Father, Son and the Holy Ghost
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the music died

drugbehindcar @ 2004-07-17T09:57:00

2004-07-17T14:02:29Z

I have got to stop wearing grey
I think it will soon grab ahold of me

levell with me

2004-07-13T22:12:13Z

it's disgusting how after hours men have been known to rush convenient stores focused only on the frozen doors not knowing that the intent of putting the bews in the stores is to help you forget why your dreams came and they went but it doesnt matter now all they need is what they have somehow so drink and forget live and regret

drugbehindcar @ 2004-07-12T21:42:00

2004-07-13T01:42:48Z

I'm better than you

drugbehindcar @ 2004-07-07T17:54:00

2004-07-07T21:59:47Z

head and shoulders, knees and toes knees and toes

drugbehindcar @ 2004-07-06T04:26:00

2004-07-06T08:26:40Z

yeah, that thing called life....that shit can't touch me

only dreams have color i guess

2004-07-03T00:24:21Z

porr girl, hope she gets home alright===commercial====

drugbehindcar @ 2004-06-30T20:44:00

2004-07-01T00:45:43Z

If you can just get your mind together
then come on across to me
We'll hold hands and then we'll watch the sunrise
From the bottom of the sea
But first, are you experienced?
have you ever been experienced?
I know, I know, you'll probably scream and cry
that your little world won't let you go
But who in your measly little world,
are you tryin' to prove to that you're
made out of gold and, can't be sold
So, are you experienced?
Have you ever been experienced?
Well, I have
let me prove it to you, yeah
Trumpets and violins I can, hear in the distance
I think they're callin' our name
Maybe now you can't hear them,
but you will, ha-ha, if you just
take hold of my hand
Ohhh, but are you experienced?
Have you ever been experienced?
Not necessarily stoned, but beautiful

drugbehindcar @ 2004-06-10T18:35:00

2004-06-10T22:35:56Z

the cure is coming to Florida!!!!

drugbehindcar @ 2004-06-07T20:04:00

2004-06-08T00:04:59Z

hell fucking yeah I believe in rock and roll
inside out my heart, my soul

drugbehindcar @ 2004-06-07T18:10:00

2004-06-07T22:11:45Z

it's the reason for my pain
in a season to celebrate
i don't wanna be full of hate
for anybody, but it's too late

everyone has been in my face
telling me that i'm a disgrace
showing me things that i must face
telling me that they need their space

it's the reason why i'm down
i'm beaten, been pushed around
hit the ceiling without a sound
everone i know considers me a clown

it's the reason why i'm here

drugbehindcar @ 2004-06-04T22:56:00

2004-06-05T03:13:34Z

Sometimes, when you stop to look at it life is very beautiful. It is like a perfect lullaby that prepares you to sleep. Every note is so perfectly placed. Even when things seem to not be working out it is only one note in a whole entire song. Without that one heart grabbing note the song would be empty. Who can say they are an artist. All an artist is today is someone who thinks highly of their own opinion. Empty. Without a muse there is no art. An artist is just a vessel. Nothing he does is of himself, he is just a puppet. And if he says he has no strings and he walks on his own he is lying. My strings are the wind on a hot day, when Nirvnana comes on the radio during the day, and remembering that everything is small and far away most of the time. I would just like to be hung up and left alone. But then I do not get to show off all the things a puppet can accomplish. I wish I was able to talk to anyone about anything without being afraid they will use it against me. But for now I am happy having tons of time to myself.

drugbehindcar @ 2004-06-04T18:00:00

2004-06-04T22:01:50Z

All I can say is that my life is pretty plain
I like watchin' the puddles gather rain
And all I can do is just pour some tea for two
and speak my point of view
But it's not sane, It's not sane

I just want some one to say to me
I'll always be there when you wake
Ya know I'd like to keep my cheeks dry today
So stay with me and I'll have it made

And I don't understand why I sleep all day
And I start to complain that there's no rain
And all I can do is read a book to stay awake
And it rips my life away, but it's a great escape
escape...escape...escape...
All I can say is that my life is pretty plain
ya don't like my point of view
ya think I'm insane
Its not sane...it's not sane.

:)

2004-06-03T01:02:34Z

Artichoke is the neatest vegetable in the world and it taste good with butter.

Thug life

2004-06-02T00:32:48Z

Critter, I hope the man didnt give you time. If so I'll see you in about three weeks and when we get out we'll ride on all our enemies.

drugbehindcar @ 2004-05-29T23:46:00

2004-05-30T03:49:26Z

Today I worked for 12 hours putting up fence on a ranch. It was a really nice sunny day and there were clouds everywhere in the sky. All of the grass was light green and the few trees on the property where dark green with red berries. There were clay roads with lots of hills and trees on either side that provided shade on the road. It looked like a place out of a book. I am glad to have worked today.

drugbehindcar @ 2004-05-28T11:42:00

2004-05-28T15:43:49Z

Looking in my own eyes
I can’t find the love I want
Someone better slap me
Before I start to rust
Before I start to decompose
Looking in my rear mirror
I can make it disappear

I like pleasure spiked with pain
Music is my aeroplane
It’s my aeroplane
Songbird sweet and sour jane
It’s my aeroplane
That mother fucker's always spiked

Sitting in my kitchen
I’m turning into dust again
My melancholy baby
The star of mazzy must

Push her voice inside of me
I’m overcoming gravity
I’m overcoming gravity
It’s easy when you’re sad to be

Just one note
Could make me float
Could make me float away
One note from
The song she wrote
Could fuck me where I lay
Just one note
Could make me choke
One note that’s
Not a lie
Just one note
Could cut my throat
One could make me die

-red hot chili peppers

the shadow

2004-05-27T22:52:55Z

When he woke he arose
overlooking the guest at his toes
He hides when he sleeps
under the lights
in the creases of sheets
Hands over his life every day he fears
A life of his own he won't commandeer
he holds himself up by the walls
when they're not there
the ground catches his fall
none of his footsteps are ever his own
he is led by a stranger
that just leaves him alone
-Your effing daddy