| You love me right? (friend way and such you freaks o_O) |
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 Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2005 1:39 pm
Kyoko walked towards the table and thought to himself. Man, it would be awesome if that guy came back. I'd challenge him for sure!
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2005 8:43 pm
Nekala thought of another song, raised the microphone again to sing.
"Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
I heard he sang a good song, I heard he had a style
And so I came to see him, to listen for a while
And there he was, this young boy, a stranger to my eyes
Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
I felt all flushed with fever, embarassed by the crowd
I felt he'd found my letters and read each one out loud
I prayed that he would finish, but he just kept right on
Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly
He sang as if he knew me in all my dark despair
And then he looked right through me as if I wasn't there
But he was there, this stranger, singing clear and loud
Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song"
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2005 12:22 pm
he sat at the bar making a sigh while waiting for customers and when it was finished he put it above the bar it said "only fools trash a place and not volunteer to help to clean it up"
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2005 2:28 pm
Kyoko looked around to make sure Aikira was not around and took off his bowtie. He stuffed it into his pocket and strolled to the stage. "Nekala," He said, "any plans for tonight when our shift is over?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2005 12:46 pm
he took out a rag from the shelf and a bottle of clear as sun bar pollish and began to pollish the bar to a perfect shine
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2005 2:26 pm
Nekala felt like her heart started to speed up. She smiled at Kyoko. "No, I don't have plans." she answered.
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2005 3:28 pm
Kiesu noted that Nekala stopped singing and put on anouther song.
Do you ever feel like breaking down?
Do you ever feel out of place?
Like somehow you just don't belong
And no one understands you
Do you ever wanna runaway?
Do you lock yourself in your room?
With the radio on turned up so loud
That no one hears you screaming
No you don't know what it's like
When nothing feels all right
You don't know what it's like
To be like me
To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my life
Do you wanna be somebody else?
Are you sick of feeling so left out?
Are you desperate to find something more?
Before your life is over
Are you stuck inside a world you hate?
Are you sick of everyone around?
With their big fake smiles and stupid lies
While deep inside you're bleeding
No you don't know what it's like
When nothing feels all right
You don't know what it's like
To be like me
To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my life
No one ever lied straight to your face
No one ever stabbed you in the back
You might think I'm happy but I'm not gonna be okay
Everybody always gave you what you wanted
Never had to work it was always there
You don't know what it's like, what it's like
To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like (what it's like)
To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my life
Welcome to my life
Welcome to my life
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2005 3:40 pm
((w00t Simple Plan! I think Pierre is hot heart ))
Kyoko smiled. "Then you wouldn't mind going to see a movie with me?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2005 7:55 pm
Nekala's eyes sparkled and her smiled stayed. She nodded softly. "I would love to." she said.
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2005 12:45 pm
he chuckled the put away the cloth being carefull not to look at the bar untill he took a dry rag and dulled it in case he was blinded by the reflection
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2005 2:03 pm
"Alright. I'll pick you up at 8." Kyoko gave her a kiss and left.
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2005 6:21 pm
Nekala felt like her heart stopped then sped up when he kissed her. She watched Kyoko as he left. She smiled then got back to sing another song.
"Get a load of me, get a load of you
Walkin' down the street, and I hardly know you
It's just like we were meant to be
Holding hands with you when we're out at night
Got a girlfriend, you say it isn't right
And I've got someone waiting too
What if this is just the beginning
We're already wet, and we're gonna go swimming
Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you
Why can't I speak whenever I talk about you
It's inevitable, it's a fact that we're gonna get down to it
So tell me
Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you
Isn't this the best part of breakin' up
Finding someone else you can't get enough of
Someone who wants to be with you too
It's an itch we know we are gonna scratch
Gonna take a while for this egg to hatch
But wouldn't it be beautiful
Here we go, we're at the beginning
We haven't touched yet, but my heads spinning
Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you
Why can't I speak whenever I talk about you
It's inevitable, it's a fact that we're gonna get down to it
So tell me
Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you
High enough for you to make me wonder
Where it's goin'
High enough for you to pull me under
Somethin's growin'
out of this that we can control
Baby I am dyin'
Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you
Why can't I speak whenever I talk about you
Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you
Why can't I speak whenever I talk about you
It's inevitable, it's a fact that we're gonna get down to it
So tell me
Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you?"
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2005 8:02 pm
[ Message temporarily off-line ]
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2005 1:05 pm
he tossed the rag back on the cloth section of the shelf and sat down waiting for orders
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Posted: Fri Jun 10, 2005 9:15 pm
Nekala raised the microphone and began to sing.
"Working all day for a mean little man
With a clip-on tie and a rub-on tan
He's got me running 'round the office like a dog around a track
But when I get home,
You're always there to rub my back
Hey Julie,
Look what they're doing to me
Trying to trip me up
Trying to wear me down
Julie, I swear, it's so hard to bear it
And I'd never make it through without you around
Hours on the phone making pointless calls
I got a desk full of papers that means nothing at all
Sometimes I catch myself staring into space
Counting down the hours 'til I get to see your face
Hey Julie,
Look what they're doing to me
Trying to trip me up
Trying to wear me down
Julie, I swear, it's so hard to bear it
And I'd never make it through with out you around
No, I'd never make it through with out you around
How did it come to be
That you and I must be
Far away from each other every day?
Why must I spend my time
Filling up my mind
With facts and figures that never add up anyway?
They never add up anyway
Working all day for a mean little guy
With a bad toupee and a soup-stained tie
He's got me running 'round the office
Like a gerbil on a wheel
He can tell me what to do
But he can't tell me what to feel
Hey Julie,
Look what they're doing to me
Trying to trip me up
Trying to wear me down
Julie, I swear, it's so hard to bear it
And I'd never make it through with out you around
No, I'd never make it through without you around
No, I'd never make it through with out you around."
((I love this song, it's actually sung by a guy, but oh well.))
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