so i decided to make this entry (more or less) more down to earth.
for example. i'm in a fight with a friend of mine.
I suppose i'm in the wrong, but sometimes..i don't know. it feels like the blind are taking care of the blind.
me and her were close. but i suppose all things pass. especially when things just dont work out as planned...especially when she's obsessed.
a pointless obsession made of string pulled by a whiddle (a whiddle is something that rolls up strings) being held by a deaf, dumb, and blind man.
things were fun for a while but it was made of drama that seems will never end. ever. not with this...s**t.
it's pure s**t.
it's not even entertaining.
just.pure.s**t.
even now the drama leaks out of there prissy little cup they shove it in and it hurts lots of people.
and you know what? ~shrug~ thats there choice
life is filled with shooting stars and you can only really catch one.
but you can't ride a shooting star. you just can't.
riding a shooting star will crash you into the cold unforgiving earth.
so thus. my song to my 'friend' is ride a shooting star by the pillows.
i tried but you def man can't listen and a blind man just can't see....
here are the english lyrics for my 'shooter' friend
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Orange slide, the sky that it reflects
Sponge's pride, being dangled
Spider
The apprehension that was caught alive
It's okay even if I don't hide it
I want to have colored dreams
Ride on shooting star
With the voice of my heart, like a shotgun
I kept on singing
Grunge hamster, be grown up
Lobster of revenge, bring it along
Sniper
I'll say, "What can you see
In that fringed world?"
I want to touch it before I aim for it
Ride on shooting star
Searching for you, and in withdrawal syndrome
I told a lie
Ride on shooting star
With the voice of my heart, like a shotgun
I kept on singing
love yea satoko.
