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| Georgie, i can't stop drinking seems like every time i try i can't stop thinking georgie, when i was a boy i would stand there in the shade of a wedding cake hotel doorway watching sister with her liquor in a jar talk to older boys in cars.
Ether was the town where i was born they pulled iron from the ground and knife wounds from the port they built a prison and it tempered in the sun it rose up off a plateau like the last tooth in a gum you went there by train and you would never be the same.
they made the blacks live outside of town the weekend come they'd tear the whole place down chinese came without weekends at all and the whites complained the pay was better shooting them in the war home may be where the calm blinds but i could see that they weren't lying.
my first girls old man was in a later war he drank like a motherfucker, now i know what for she took my van, put louie in the jack left a suicide not and i've got him to thank for that and he can thank our statesmen hosts although his chances are remote
georgie, i can't stop drinking seems like every time i try i can't stop thinking georgie, when i was a boy i would stand there in the shade of a wedding cake hotel doorway watching sister with her liquor in a jar talk to older boys in cars.
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| Spend all your time waiting For that second chance For a break that would make it okay There's always one reason To feel not good enough And it's hard at the end of the day I need some distraction Oh beautiful release Memory seeps from my veins Let me be empty And weightless and maybe I'll find some peace tonight | |
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|  $3 pots from 10pm-1am. Free entry. BOOYAH. | |
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| (216): Where the fuck is Rob at, he hasnt answered his phone in like 2 weeks. (440): Dude Rob died 2 weeks ago wtf? (216): Holy shit r u serious? How? (440): Just kidding, but im pretty sure he boned your gf and doesn't want to talk to you. | |
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| When did Perth get a massive freaking Ferris Wheel? | |
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| My new baby;  Downstairs in the very awesome dungeon room of the GB, this will be a monthly event (assuming the first one goes well). It's FREE ENTRY all night. There will be some kicking drink specials and yes, the DJs will take requests of songs new and old. In fact, feel free to request things here so I can ensure that we have them on the night!! | |
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| I'm so tired but I can't sleep Standin' on the edge of something much too deep It's funny how we feel so much but we cannot say a word Though we are screaming inside oh we can't be heard
I will remember you Will you remember me? Don't let your life pass you by Weep not for the memories | |
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| I find this fascinating. After doing some research on the appropriation of the Native American sweatlodge and the Australian didjeridu traditions by new age pagans (who I personally think need to, on the whole, get a fucking clue), I got to thinking about the Burning Man (and related) festivals and how and why they do the things they do and I came across this, from a few months back. "A party for a group of Burning Man festival devotees in Oakland billed as a "fundraiser for the Native American Church touched off tensions among Native Americans. The "Go Native" party was scheduled for Saturday night at the Bordello, and a discount was initially offered to attendees who arrived "in Native costume." Instead, it become a lesson in cultural sensitivity as actual natives lectured the partygoers for hours, leaving some in tears. The annual Burning Man festival, which draws tens of thousands of artists, revelers and new age spiritualists, is held in Nevada's Black Rock desert near land reserved by the government for the Paiute tribe. Organizers of the Visionary Village camp had sponsored the party, but after Native Americans discovered the party listing on Tribe.net, a war of words began. Eventually, organizers met with local tribal leaders and promised to cancel the party. Still, a few revellers showed up, only to be confronted by angry detractors. "If you want to be spiritual — go be a Druid or something," a Hopi woman vented at a hipster who asked for native help on Burning Man projects." - Burning Man Ravers Lectured, nbcbayarea.com April 1, 2009Some more links; Here is an article from the East Bay Express (some of the reader comments are great) http://www.eastbayexpress.com/music/burners_torched_over_native_party/Content?oid=954007From 'New Age Fraud' http://www.newagefraud.org/smf/index.php?topic=2193.0%3Bwap2And Stuff White People Do have mentioned it too; http://stuffwhitepeopledo.blogspot.com/2009/04/romanticize-native-americans.html | |
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| I was just reading over some old LJ entries and there was a comment from my friend Kellijayne. Kellijayne was a fucking awesome woman. She grabbed life by the balls and got what she wanted. She was a kick ass stage manager. She was a kick ass drinker. We had sleepovers in her North Melbourne apartment and listened to Fiona Apple and chain smoked and told secrets. She would tell me about how awesome Tasmania was and I always meant to go on a trip there with her. We worked together at Galactic Circus and after every shift we drank shit beer and smoked and it would take me hours to tear myself away and go home to Preston. We went to shows together, one time Paul McDermott tried to make us pash each other. When Michael and I broke up, she was fucking awesome. She led by example. She was fierce and strong and independent. She introduced me to Richard Cheese and I gave her shit for liking Tori Amos. She was beautiful. In January of this year, I received a facebook message from someone I didn't know, informing me that Kaje had died unexpectedly of multiple brain anuerysms. She would have been 34 this year.. I couldn't afford to go to the service (it was in Tassie) but I hear it was beautiful. Her facebook page is like a shrine and her long-neglected LJ will always sit there untouched, for as long as LJ is around. She had logged into MSN the day before she died and I thought to myself "should really catch up with Kaje, it's been too long". When I got the facebook message, she was still logged into MSN, but it was obviously too late for the catch up we both kept putting off. I don't think I really spoke about it on here. And we weren't best friends, but she touched my life, and so many others and was an amazing human. I miss her. RIP Kellijayne. I hope you are at peace somewhere beautiful.  | |
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| I was staring at the sky Just looking for a star To pray on, or wish on Or something like that
I was having a sweet fix Of a daydream of a boy Whose reality I knew Was a hopeless to be had
But then the dove of hope began its downward slope And I believed for a moment that my chances were Approaching to be grabbed But as it came down near, so did a weary tear I thought it was a bird, but it was just a paper bag
Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills 'Cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up I got to fold 'cause these hands are too shaky to hold Hunger hurts, but starving works, when it costs too much to love
And I went crazy again today, looking for a strand to climb Looking for a little hope Baby said he couldn't stay, wouldn't put his lips to mine, And a fail to kiss is a fail to cope
I said, "Honey, I don't feel so good, don't feel justified Come on put a little love here in my void" He said, "It's all in your head" And I said, "So's everything'" but he didn't get it I thought he was a man but he was just a little boy
Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills 'Cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up I got to fold because these hands are too shaky to hold Hunger hurts, but starving works, when it costs too much to love | |
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| Received the 'your application has been submitted and is being processed' letter today. Now I play the waiting game.
*twiddles thumbs* | |
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| Where have all my friends gone They've all disappeared Turned around maybe one day You were all that was there
Stood by unbelieving Stood by on my own Always thought I was someone Turned out I was wrong
But you brought me through And you made me feel so Blue, why don't you stay behind, so Blue, why don't you stop and look at what's goin' down
Live by an old woman She'd never sell me a lie It's hard to sing with someone Who won't sing with you Give all of my mercy Give all of my heart Never thought I'd miss you That I'd miss you so much
But you brought me through And you made me feel Blue, why don't you stay behind Blue, why don't you stop and look at what's goin' down | |
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| You know the drill, right? I've whacked all the mp3s I have on my computer into winamp, selected 'random' and listed the first lines of the first 20 songs (discounting remixes and instrumentals) for y'all to guess at what they are. Whoever guesses the most correct songs gets a gold star*1. They tried to make me go to rehab, I said no, no, no. - mr_e_cat2. We're so glad to see so many of you lovely people here tonight, and we would especially like to welcome all the representatives of Illinois' law enforcement community who have chosen to join us - mr_e_cat3. It's tricky when you feel someone has done something on your behalf 4. Please step inside, just for a while 5. It might not be the right time, I might not be the right one - cadaverique6. Don't want a four leaf clover, don't want an old horseshoe 7. The shine in your love is gone and you feel like it's been too long 8. Baby baby, baby don't leave me 9. I'm so happy 'cause today I found my friends - slowlight10. I'm in no mood to comb my hair 11. I love I love I love my calender girl - mr_e_cat12. Right now, right now it's time to... - nazifagbot13. Pack it up, pack it in, let me begin- drzero14. I don't feel alright in spite of these comforting sounds that you make- bleeding_rose15. The voodoo who do what you don't dare do people - slowlight16. Please don't reproach me for how empty my life has become - Liv! 17. Like the men that were before me, he said 18. I'll be late for that, baby I'll wait for that, if you had a taste of that, you'd probably pay for that 19. I love my mummy 'cause she fucked my dad 20. What would we do? Usually drink, usually dance, usually babble - nazifagbot*must supply own gold star | |
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| I have an inexplicable urge to buy the entire Sonic Youth back catalogue and then lock myself in a room with a bottle of gin and listen to them all in chronological order. I am uncertain as to what this says about my frame of mind. | |
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| Haven't been on the LJs in forever. Moved to a new pad. It is simultaneously awesome and awful.
Mostly I just want to quit my job, register my kitchen for commercial cookery and bake some motherfucking cupcakes.
Oh, and if you are yet to hear the début Night Terrors record 'Back to Zero', I suggest you quickly locate yourself a copy and listen to it from start to end, because it's pretty fucking incredible, aight? | |
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| One for my nerd/iinet staff friends -
Naked DSL. For Gamers. Is it worth it? - Tags:'net
- Location:Boyfriends Room
- Feeling::curious
 - Listening::[The Four Tops] Loving You Is Sweeter Than Ever
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| I want somebody to share Share the rest of my life Share my innermost thoughts Know my intimate details Someone who'll stand by my side And give me support And in return She'll get my support She will listen to me When I want to speak About the world we live in And life in general Though my views may be wrong They may even be perverted She will hear me out And won't easily be converted To my way of thinking In fact she'll often disagree But at the end of it all She will understand me
I want somebody who cares For me passionately With every thought and with every breath Someone who'll help me see things In a different light All the things I detest I will almost like I don't want to be tied To anyone's strings I'm carefully trying to steer clear Of those things But when I'm asleep I want somebody Who will put their arms around me And kiss me tenderly Though things like this Make me sick In a case like this I'll get away with it
I always wished that someone would feel this way about me. I kinda love that that came true.
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| Seeing photos of your estranged father on facebook is weird. Also, who the fuck do all those children belong to and when did all of my cousins get married?
I don't care for this at all. | |
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