An Oasis reunion is possible, and the hope that they will get back together is not a stupid reason to stay alive. At least you've finally found something to live for.
I am Andii. Spell me right, pretty please. ...I'd pay good money not to be ignored...
Warning: I steal purple. ...I'm feeling supersonic, give me gin-and-tonic, you can have it all, but how much do you want it...
Don't talk to me about my signature or I will put forks in you.
You mean a lot to me, I care about you and I value your friendship.
It goes to show, that no matter how bad things get for me, there is still always one thing which brings me happiness. I must cling to this for it is the making of me, the beginning of my resurgance and the fightback epitomised. I will defeat my demons.
An ode to joy
A road to love
A note to keep your head above
The rising tide's not yet a flood on this shore
I am so tired of this, i just don't know what you want from me. You continually stalk me and harass me and don't leave me alone - you have made my life a total misery for the last two years. You burgle my flat, you steal from em and then you keep chasing me and won't leave me alone. As soon as i say yes i'll talk with you then you don't want to know. What do you want from me? There isn't a single other person on the entire planet that would even offer to talk with you after what you have put me through yet i still give you the chance and then you just start playing with me again. What do you want? I can't live the rest of y f**king life like this, it's f**king madness. You say you have changed and that you've grown up yet you don't do anything like a sane grown up person. Just send me a f**king email if you want to talk with me, act like a f**king adult. Last time you stalked me and harassed me to the point of a mental breakdown and then when i f**king couldn't stand it anymore and called you to shut you up you f**king rang the police and said i was bothering you, and then you f**king start all over again. What the f**k is wrong with you, you're F88king insane. You really think i'm going to come straight out and contact you after you did that to me last time, i've told you a million f**king times i'll talk with you if you email me but i am NOT NOT NOT NOT going to be the one calling, or emailing you. How the fu*k can you expect that after what you have done to me. Get a f**king grip you mad F**ker. Either contact me properly and talk properly or leave me alone. This has been two years of utter f**king madness and i can't stand it anymore, I've had it. You're a twisted headcase, look at what you do to people. what gives you the right to f**k with people's lives like this. now if you want to talk send me an email or f**k off out my life and leave me alone. I can't f**king stand it, two ****ing years i've put up with this madness. Just stop will you.
By all means slag off me grammar, i don't give a flying f**k how it reads i just want a normal f**king life without you trying to f**king ruin it for me.
And why the f**k are you so obsessed with my guitar, what possible meaning could my one and only possession of any value have for you? or is that? you want to take the one and only thing of any value i have in my entire f**king life, have i ever walked round your house and tried to take your **** away? What the f**k is that all about? There's nothing in my life you don't seem to want to meddle with. if you wanted to talk with me all you had to do was email me, that's it, nothing more.
I love you and you will never be alone and all the years you loved me I felt the same. I would die in agonising form to see you walk away and the very thought of you wraps itself around me like a cloud. Nobody on this earth could ever mean anything to me like you do.
It became like a sort of prison. Encased in a silver shell, words so full of bleeding need spilled like drops on dry leaves. And all the while laughter prevailed a long way from here. Nowhere land, nowhere time, nowhere space.
You look like you need a hug, here have one on me.
It became like a sort of prison. Encased in a silver shell, words so full of bleeding need spilled like drops on dry leaves. And all the while laughter prevailed a long way from here. Nowhere land, nowhere time, nowhere space.
I love you and am supporting you, but you need to realized that I need support and love sometimes too. That's how a relationship works. We are both going through a difficult time, not just you.
"Some people get by, with a little understanding. Some people get by, with a whole lot more."
It became like a sort of prison. Encased in a silver shell, words so full of bleeding need spilled like drops on dry leaves. And all the while laughter prevailed a long way from here. Nowhere land, nowhere time, nowhere space.
