Music and alcohol seem to be the cure part 12

White Stripes are just so frickin good

Dead leaves and the dirty ground
when I know you're not around
shiny tops and soda pops
when I hear your lips make a sound

Thirty notes in the mailbox
will tell you that I'm coming home
and I think I'm gonna stick around
for a while so you're not alone

If you can hear a piano fall
you can hear me coming down the hall
if I could just hear your pretty voice
I don't think I need to see at all

Soft hair and a velvet tongue
I want to give you what you give to me
and every breath that is in your lungs
is a tiny little gift to me

I didn't feel so bad till the sun went down
then I come home
no one to wrap my arms around

Well any man with a microphone
can tell you what he loves the most
and you know why you love at all
if you're thinking of the holy ghost

Happy Birthday John

“There are two basic motivating forces: fear and love. When we are

afraid, we pull back from life. When we are in love, we open to

all that life has to offer with passion, excitement, and acceptance.

We need to learn to love ourselves first, in all our glory and our

imperfections. If we cannot love ourselves, we cannot fully open to

our ability to love others or our potential to create. Evolution

and all hopes for a better world rest in the fearlessness and open-

hearted vision of people who embrace life.”

― Happy Birthday John Lennon

Girly, I know, but fuck it right? Like Dawson's Creek is more badass...

It's Latin bitches

Serva me. Servabote. Serva me primus.

Latin Translation: Save me. I'll save you. Save me first.

Music and alcohol seem to be the cure part 11 (might be the best break up song ever)

Oh, no
Here comes that sun again
That means another day
Without you, my friend

And it hurts me to look into the mirror at myself
And it hurts even more to have to be with somebody else

And it's so hard to do
And so easy to say
But sometimes, sometimes
You just have to walk away
Walk away

So many people to love in my life
Why do I worry about one?
But'a you put the happi- in my -ness
You put the good times into my fun

And it's so hard to do
And so easy to say
But sometimes, sometimes
You just have to walk away
Walk away
And head for the door

We've tried the goodbyes
So many days
We walk in the same direction
So that we could never stray

They say if you love somebody
Then you have got to set them free
But I would rather be locked to you
Than live in this pain and misery

They say that time will make all this go away
But it's time that has taken my tomorrows
And turned them into yesterdays

And once again, that rising sun is a droppin' on down
And once again, you, my friend, are nowhere to be found

And it's so hard to do
And so easy to say
But sometimes, sometimes
You just have to walk away
Walk away
And head for the door

You just walk away
Walk away
Walk away

Just walk on, walk on
Turn and head for the door
You just walk away

Music and alcohol seem to be the cure part 10 (this song is just so goddamn good, so is Ben Harper)

Yes indeed I'm, alone again
And here comes emptiness, crashing in
Its either love or hate, I can't find in between
'Cause I've been with witches and I've been with the queen


Wish there was something I, could say or do
I can resist anything but, the temptation from you
But I'd rather walk alone, than chase you around
I'd rather fall myself than let you, drag me on down

It wouldn't have worked out anyway
and now it's just another lonely day
hey, hey
Further along, we just may
But for now it's just another lonely day

Yesterday seems like a, life ago
Cause the one I loved today, I hardly know
You I held so close, in my heart oh dear
Grow further from me with every, falling tear

It wouldn't have worked out anyway
So now it's just another lonely day
hey, hey
Further along, we just may
But for now it's just another lonely day
For now its just another lonely day
hey, hey
For now its just another lonely day