So this is the third night that my room is going to be full of smell. The first night was when I used WD-40 to clean the bed frame that I got. The 2nd night was the Vicks
Vapor Rub that I used for my cold (Vapor rub is usually a good smell, but I forgot to put the cap back on the jar, so right now it smells like funky, old, used,
Vapor Rub. Now, my room smells like bug spray (organic, orange flavor) because of the ants that I had in my closet. I’ve also had to wash half of my clothes that were hanging up, in addition to the regular laundry that I had to do. 😛
Listening to The Cure and Pictures Of You, the remix version. Think I prefer the original version. Also, not sure what I think about HP using this song for a
commercial. It just seems wrong. The oddest thing was that I just got this song and Letters to Elise yesterday and have been listening to them all night long. Might as well put up some lyrics…
I’ve been looking so long at these
pictures of
you that I almost believe that they’re real I’ve
been living so long with my pictures of you that
I almost believe that the pictures are all I can feel
remembering you standing quiet in the rain as
I ran to your heart to be near and we kissed as
the sky fell in holding you close how I always
held close in your fear remembering you
running soft through the night you were bigger
and brighter and wider than snow and
screamed at the make-believe screamed at the
sky and you finally found all your courage to
let it all go
remembering you fallen into my arms crying
for the death of your heart you were stone
white so delicate lost in the cold you were
always so lost in the dark remembering you
how you used to be slow drowned you were
angels so much more than everything oh hold
for the last time then slip away quietly open
my eyes but I never see anything
if only I had thought of the right words I could
have hold on to your heart if only I’d thought of
the right words I wouldn’t be breaking apart all
my pictures of you
Looking So long at these pictures of you but I
never hold on to your heart looking so long for
the words to be true but always just breaking
apart my pictures of you
there was nothing in the world that I ever
wanted more than to feel you deep in my heart
there was nothing in the world that I ever
wanted more than to never feel the breaking
apart all my pictures of you
I am The Emperor
