There are songs that... bring back, not really a memory or emotion... but a certain feel.
And whether it is bitter or sweet... you find yourself almost missing those old times, that feel, who you were back then
So this is my timeline... those songs, for me.
[some of these may be a little surprising...]
6th
What if His People Prayed- Casting Crowns
Sweet Child of Mine- Guns N' Roses (Sheryl Crow version, really)
I'll Stand by You- The Pretenders
Brass In Pocket- The Pretenders
1921- The Who
Janie's Got a Gun- Aerosmith
Neighdorhood #1 (Tunnels)- Arcade Fire
7th
Used To- Daughtry
Over You- Daughtry
All These Lives- Daughtry
Runaway Love- Ludacris
Sweet Escape- Gwen Stephani
Outside Looking In- Jordan Pruitt
Unfaithful- Rihanna
Welcome to the Black Parade- MCR
Summer before 8th
Basket Case- Green Day
Collide- Howie Day
Waiting on the World to Change- John Mayer
Crawling Towards the Sun- The Hush Sound
Wannabe- The Spice Girls
8th
Magnolia- The Hush Sound
Lighthouse- The Hush Sound
A Martyr For My Love For You- The White Stripes
I Am the Walrus- The Beatles (Across the Universe Version)
Hourglass- The Hush Sound
Slow My Down- Emmy Rossum
For a Pessimist I'm Pretty Optomistic- Paramore
Summer Skin- Death Cab for Cutie
She Had the World- Panic at the Disco
Born for This- Paramore
Antonia- Motion City Soundtrack
Wine Red- The Hush Sound
..
If you have some of your own, you should post them (if you want to) =]
...
I think it's kind of interesting... seeing the past couple of years just shown through the songs you remember most, or rather what make you remember the most, and no other explanation. What do you think?
Monday, November 3, 2008
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Sunday, October 12, 2008
All that we needed
Sometimes all someone wants... needs... is a hug.
http://ficlets.com/stories/43055
http://ficlets.com/stories/43221
I don't care if you read them or not, but if you do decide to, please read both of them. Not just one or the other. Please.
Also.
You Are
You are my foundation.
You are my handle, my railing.
You are what keeps me from falling.
You are the green skittle,
the red m&m.
You are the little piece of chocolate,
at the bottom of the drumstick.
You are my favorite, the one I wait for,
the one I get excited over.
But you are a wall.
My wall.
My barrier.
My cage,
closing me in, limiting me.
Keeping me from going where I want to go…
So I have to let you go,
and take my chances.
But you will always be my memory
The one I look back on,
and smile.
I posted this on ficlets a couple weeks ago
http://ficlets.com/stories/43055
http://ficlets.com/stories/43221
I don't care if you read them or not, but if you do decide to, please read both of them. Not just one or the other. Please.
Also.
You Are
You are my foundation.
You are my handle, my railing.
You are what keeps me from falling.
You are the green skittle,
the red m&m.
You are the little piece of chocolate,
at the bottom of the drumstick.
You are my favorite, the one I wait for,
the one I get excited over.
But you are a wall.
My wall.
My barrier.
My cage,
closing me in, limiting me.
Keeping me from going where I want to go…
So I have to let you go,
and take my chances.
But you will always be my memory
The one I look back on,
and smile.
I posted this on ficlets a couple weeks ago
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Efforts
My efforts often go unnoticed.
All I did was try to make people happy...
but it always backfires.
And then they get mad at me instead.
Because I guess I can't make keep one person happy without pissing another person off.
I'm just really tired of trying.
All I did was try to make people happy...
but it always backfires.
And then they get mad at me instead.
Because I guess I can't make keep one person happy without pissing another person off.
I'm just really tired of trying.
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
Thursday, October 2, 2008
Something isn't right
I don't know
It just isn't
Nothing works right... I always seem to mess them up. And don't go saying that's not true before you even know what I'm talking about.
Why do I always pretend like everything is alright?
Because it's just easier that way.
Because I'm not good at confrontations, or explaining. Anything.
Because whenever someone tries to help me, I get extremely pissed and annoyed at them, and I'd rather not get pissed off at anyone. It's completely irrational.
Because I find those situations extremely awkward... or maybe it's just that I trusted someone as much as I trusted you guys. And then I think he gave up on me. I told him a lot. But I didn't make myself very clear, and I think he got tired of me being depressed all of the time, for no apparant reason. I don't blame him.
This was a while ago, by the way. None of you guys are this person.
Right now I can't see straight. It's not like I'm dizzy, just that my vision is like a video, and the person's hands that were holding the camera were shaking.
I have a lot of homework. Why does she insist we come up with "something creative" for like, every scene in Romeo and Juliet? And I'm already practically failng bio, and only getting A's in three classes.
I need sleep. But that's just not going to happen.
It just isn't
Nothing works right... I always seem to mess them up. And don't go saying that's not true before you even know what I'm talking about.
Why do I always pretend like everything is alright?
Because it's just easier that way.
Because I'm not good at confrontations, or explaining. Anything.
Because whenever someone tries to help me, I get extremely pissed and annoyed at them, and I'd rather not get pissed off at anyone. It's completely irrational.
Because I find those situations extremely awkward... or maybe it's just that I trusted someone as much as I trusted you guys. And then I think he gave up on me. I told him a lot. But I didn't make myself very clear, and I think he got tired of me being depressed all of the time, for no apparant reason. I don't blame him.
This was a while ago, by the way. None of you guys are this person.
Right now I can't see straight. It's not like I'm dizzy, just that my vision is like a video, and the person's hands that were holding the camera were shaking.
I have a lot of homework. Why does she insist we come up with "something creative" for like, every scene in Romeo and Juliet? And I'm already practically failng bio, and only getting A's in three classes.
I need sleep. But that's just not going to happen.
Monday, September 29, 2008
Sonnet
This is the Shakespearean style sonnet I wrote for school. I posted it on ficlets too.
Helping Hand
Why would they go to such extremities?
Sometimes you cannot help but wonder why
Had their life gotten to such bad degrees
That the only answer left was to die?
Please listen, don’t follow their example
There is another way for you, you know
Stop me before I get emotional
But I think I’d die if you were to go
I wish I had the answers here and now
But I’m trying to be strong, as much as you
I cannot offer much, but this I vow
To be there always if you do feel blue
For if there was one thing that I would lend,
I’d be my helping hand to help my friend.
Helping Hand
Why would they go to such extremities?
Sometimes you cannot help but wonder why
Had their life gotten to such bad degrees
That the only answer left was to die?
Please listen, don’t follow their example
There is another way for you, you know
Stop me before I get emotional
But I think I’d die if you were to go
I wish I had the answers here and now
But I’m trying to be strong, as much as you
I cannot offer much, but this I vow
To be there always if you do feel blue
For if there was one thing that I would lend,
I’d be my helping hand to help my friend.
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