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watch me as I cut myself wide open on this stage..

yes I am paid to spill my guts.

Created on 2005-01-26 07:38:00 (#5904423), last updated 2005-12-15

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Name:Jesska
Birthdate:01-02
Location:Ottawa, Canada
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Boys Kissing is Sex Love(damn)

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[I'm very loud and obnoxious]
[I like to be different]
[I LOVE to sing]
[I avoid anything that could possibly make me cry]
[I love to skateboard even though it hurts me.]
[Art is my life]
[I love photography]
[I love doing make up and cutting hair]
[My friends are my one true love]
[My other love is music]
[I definately should have grown up in the 80s.]
[I love making people laugh because I love seeing people laugh
because it makes me laugh to see other people laugh]
(Don't worry, that's not supposed to make you laugh. Unless it did make you laugh which would be pretty cool.)
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♥//
The time has come for colds and overcoats.
We're quiet on the ride, we're all just waiting to get home.
Another week away, my greatest fear.
I need the smell of summer, I need its noises in my ears.
If looks could really kill, then my profession would staring.
Please know we do this cause we care and not for the thrill.
Collect calls to home to tell them that I realize that everyone who lives
will someday die and die alone.
And we won't let you in.
Though we're down and out.
We won't let you in.
I wrote more postcards than hooks. I read more maps than books.
Feel like every chance to leave is another chance I should have took.
Every minute is a mile. I've never felt so hallow.
I'm an old abandoned church with broken pews and empty aisles.
My secrets for a buck.
Watch me as I cut myself wide open on this stage.
Yes, I am paid to spill my guts.
I won't see home till spring.
Oh, I would kill for the Atlantic
but I am paid to make girls panic while I sing.


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I will meet you
In some place
Where the light lends itself
To soft repose
I will let you undress me
But I warn you
I have thorns like any rose
You could hurt me
With your bare hands
You could hurt me
Using the sharp end of what you say
But I’m lost to you now
And there’s no amount of reason
That could save me
So break me
Take me
Just let me feel your arms again
Break me
I’ll let you make me
Just let me feel your love again
Feels like being underwater
Now that I’ve let go
And lost control
Water kisses fill my mouth
Water fills my soul
Kiss me once
Well, maybe twice
Oh, it never felt so nice
break me
take me
Just let me feel your love again

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If it makes you less sad, I will die by your hand.
I hope you find out what you want. I already know what I am.
And if it makes you less sad, we'll start talking again.
And you can tell me how vile I already know that I am.
I'll grow old and start acting my age. I'll be a brand new day in a life that you hate.
A crown of gold. A heart that's harder than stone.
And it hurts a whole lot, but it's missed when it's gone.
Call me a safe bet. I'm betting I'm not. I'm glad that you can forgive.
I'm only hoping as time goes, you can forget.
If it makes you less sad, I'll move out of the state.
You can keep to yourself. I'll keep out of your way.
And if it makes you less sad, I'll take your pictures all down.
Every picture you paint, I will paint myself out.
It's cold as a tomb, and it's dark in your room,
when I sneak to your bed to pour salt in your wounds.
So call it quits or get a grip. Say you wanted a solution.
You just wanted to be missed. Call me a safe bet.
I'm betting I'm not. I'm glad that you can forgive.
I'm only hoping as time goes, you can forget...
You are calm and reposed. Let your beauty unfold.
Pale white, like the skin stretched over your bones.
Spring keeps you ever close. You are second hand smoke.
You are so fragile and thin. Standing trial for your sins.
Holding onto yourself the best you can. You are the smell before rain.
You are the blood in my veins. Call me a safe bet. I'm betting I'm not.
I'm glad that you can forgive.
I'm only hoping as time goes, you can forget.



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