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 Posted: Sat Jan 27, 2007 4:31 pm
This is Brian the Peacock's Journal. Please do not post here.
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Posted: Sat Jan 27, 2007 6:06 pm
Now that it's all said and done,
I can't believe you were the one
To build me up then tear me down,
Like an old abandoned house.
What you said when you left
Just left me cold and out of breath.
I fell too far, was in way too deep.
Guess I let you get the best of me.
Well, I never saw it coming.
I should've started running
A long, long time ago.
And I never thought to doubt you;
I’m better off without you
More than you, more than you know.
I'm slowly getting closure.
I guess it's really over.
I'm finally getting better.
And now I'm picking up the pieces
And spending all of these years
Putting my heart back together.
'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through,
I got over you.
You took a hammer to these walls,
Dragged the memories down the hall,
Packed your bags and walked away.
There was nothing I could say.
And when you slammed the front door shut,
A lot of others opened up,
So did my eyes so I could see
That you never were the best for me.
Well, I never saw it coming.
I should've started running
A long, long time ago.
And I never thought to doubt you;
I’m better off without you
More than you, more than you know.
I'm slowly getting closure.
I guess it's really over.
I'm finally getting better.
And now I'm picking up the pieces
And spending all of these years
Putting my heart back together.
'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through,
I got over you.
Well, I never saw it coming.
I should've started running
A long, long time ago.
And I never thought to doubt you;
I’m better off without you
More than you, more than you know.
Well, I never saw it coming.
I should've started running
A long, long time ago.
And I never thought to doubt you;
I’m better off without you
More than you, more than you know.
I'm slowly getting closure.
I guess it's really over.
I'm finally getting better.
And now I'm picking up the pieces
And spending all of these years
Putting my heart back together.
Well I'm putting my heart back together,
'Cause I got over you.
Well I got over you.
I got over you.
'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through,
I got over you.
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Posted: Sat Jan 27, 2007 6:39 pm
About Brian
Name: Brian
Gender: Manly man!
Hair: Like his back plumes, flat
Body Type: Thin
Hobbies: GUITAR AND SINGING!
Likes: Guitars, Music, Video Games, Flirting, Girls
Dislikes: Hot weather, rejection, failure, his manager, his ex-girlfriend who keeps calling him
Bio: ???
Personality: Very cool, calm, flirty, and understanding. Very gullible.
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Posted: Sat Jan 27, 2007 6:46 pm
O///O= Crush
^^= Friend
?= Neutral
D< = Enemy
People I've Met:
O///O Babbit- We got off to an odd start, with her tackling me and such, but she's cool. I swear, someday I'm going to ask her out! I promise myself!
? Vivian- She seemed concerned about my wings, but I don't know much about her. I gave her directions, and she slithered off. Hmm...
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