joanneeeeee

Want To Change Things Want To Clear The Air Fix The Things Around Us So Badly In Need Of Repair But I Might Not Have The Sense Sense Enough To Change I Slipped Along The Way

all my nerves are naked wires tender to the touch sometimes super-sensitive but who can care too much? - I get this feeling scars of pleasure scars of pain atmospheric changes make them sensitive again each emotional injury leaves behind its mark sometimes they come tumbling out like shadows in the dark - I get this feeling

Dear God ?

Dear friend Thank you.

Driven to the edge of a deep dark hole....

Dear ________ I can't do it anymore.

http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii200/joanneeee/cats/4zvjfhc.gif *click*

Why am I smiling?

QUOTE (Jaye @ Mar 27 2008, 10:36 AM) QUOTE (GedHead @ Mar 27 2008, 03:00 PM)I know this is an older topic but.............. I love My Favorite Headache I've Gone Flying, Trying To Reach You You've Been Hiding, Riding Me To A State Like This Give Me That Window To, Give Me That Window To, Give Me That Window To The World We Are Sailing, Flailing Through The Ether You've Been Trailing, Failing Me With You're View Of Bliss Give Me That Window To, Give Me That Window To, Give Me That Window To The World A Little More Than This, A Little Less Than That, You've Got Magic In Your Hands A Little More Like This, A Little Less Like That, I've Got Magic In My Hands You've Conspired, Inspired Me To Find A Place Like This Give Me That Window To, Give Me That Window To, Give Me That Window To The World Those lyrics just ............. get my blood going....... If you know what I mean I love that one.. *melts* Ged NEVER gets old......or is it that he gets better with age? BTW, anyone else find the way he strums that acoustic guitar on Resist just ohhhhhh soooooo hot? *runs off to find RIR*

Trick Of The Light Or Just A Loss Of Perspective Flaw In The Grand Plan Just The Way It Is Looks Good From A Distance But The Closer I Come It... Becomes More Daunting But These Moments Will Pass Still Halfway Up The Hill My Fingers May Bleed But I've Got To Get There Still Standing On The Hill My Spirit's Released But I've Got To Get There Lost In An Abstract Thought Dazed And Distracted Winded Yet Still I'm Caught With A Fragment Of Doubt Slowed By Reflection But These Moments Will Pass Still Halfway Up The Hill My Fingers May Bleed But I've Got To Get There Still Standing On The Hill My Spirit's Released But I've Got To Get There It's Just Confusion An Illusion Easily Overdone Here Comes Resolution Absolution It's Not An Illusion Not A Fiction Easily Overcome Here Comes Revolution Absolution Trick Of The Light Or Just Too Much Perspective Looks Good From A Distance But The Closer I Come It Becomes More Daunting But These Moments Will Pass Still more Ged!

Thanks Nettie! King Alex makes a good pillow

Why are we here?

Where would you rather be? Anywhere but here When will the time be right? Anytime but now On the edge of sleep, I was drifting for half the night Anxious and restless, pressed down by the darkness Bound up and wound up so tight So many decisions, a million revisions Caught between darkness and light... Wilderness of mirrors World of polished steel Gears and iron chains Turn the grinding wheel I run between the shadows Some are phantoms, some are real Where would you rather be? Anywhere but here When will the time be right? Anytime but now The doubt and the fear I know would all disappear Anywhere but here On the edge of sleep, I heard voices behind the door The known and the nameless, familiar and faceless My angels and my demons at war Which one will lose - depends on what I choose Or maybe which voice I ignore... Wilderness of mirrors Streets of cold desire My precious sense of honor Just a shield of rusty wire I hold against the chaos - And the cross of holy fire Wilderness of mirrors So easy to deceive My precious sense of rightness Is sometimes so naive So that which I imagine Is that which I believe On the edge of sleep, I awoke to a sun so bright Rested and fearless, cheered by your nearness I knew which direction was right The case had been tried by the jury inside The choice between darkness and light...

^^^^^^^^ You guys all have adorable kids! The next generation of fans? My blondies http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii200/joanneeee/Puppies/myblondies1.jpg

Dear ________ Do you have any idea how much of a ******* a$$hole you've been? Love, always eeeeeee

just between the ice ages anyways...

QUOTE (Arleen2112 @ Mar 20 2008, 11:16 AM) http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg174/Arleen66/digicam071-1-1-1-1.jpg click MEOW (my cat Midnight) My brother had a kitty named Oreo, looked just like Midnight *clicked*

QUOTE (Jaye @ Mar 20 2008, 06:43 PM) QUOTE (joanneeeeee @ Mar 20 2008, 03:00 PM)QUOTE (Jaye @ Mar 19 2008, 04:59 PM) http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v250/Jett_Moonwing/Purdyicon.jpg Who is that sweetie? *clicked* That's our doggie, Purdy. She's old My sis took that pic. (clicked) awwwww, Purdy is so purdy!

My rust buckets http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii200/joanneeee/myrides.jpg

QUOTE (Lady April @ Mar 19 2008, 12:03 PM) http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k244/LadyApril_2006/family/Grandmaandmuhkid.jpg Emmy and her Grandma (my Mother) this past weekend She is a doll

QUOTE (GhostGirl @ Mar 19 2008, 09:12 AM) http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v297/RushBabe/0223081954.jpg My boys. So sweet!

QUOTE (Jaye @ Mar 19 2008, 04:59 PM) http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v250/Jett_Moonwing/Purdyicon.jpg Who is that sweetie? *clicked*

It went right by me, At the time it went over my head I was looking out the window I should have looked at your face instead It went right by me Just another wall There should have been a moment When we let our barriers fall I never meant what you're thinking... That's not what I meant at all. Well I guess we all have these feelings We can't leave unreconciled Some of them burned on our ceilings Some of them learned as a child The things that we're concealing Will never let us grow Time will do its healing You've got to let it go Closed for my protection Open to your scorn Between these two directions My heart is sometimes torn I lie awake with my secrets Spinning around my head Something that somehow escaped me Something you shouldn't have said I was looking out the window I should have looked at your face instead. Well I guess we all have these feelings We can't leave unreconciled Some of them burned on our ceilings Some of them learned as a child I find no absolution In my rational point of view Maybe some things are instinctive But there's one thing you could do You could try to understand me I could try to understand you. You could try to understand me I could try to understand you.

A certain measure of innocence Willing to appear naive A certain degree of imagination A measure of make-believe A certain degree of surrender To the forces of light and heat A shot of satisfaction In a willingness to risk defeat Celebrate the moment As it turns into one more Another chance at victory Another chance to score The measure of the moment In a difference of degree Just one little victory A spirit breaking free One little victory The greatest act can be One little victory A certain measure of righteousness A certain amount of force A certain degree of determination Daring on a different course A certain amount of resistance To the forces of the light and love A certain measure of tolerance A willingness to rise above

You can't tell yourself not to care You can't tell yourself how to feel