Replace cats with guinea pigs, and that’s pretty much me. =(
I have a feeling I should be ashamed of this, but eh, oh well. 

Replace cats with guinea pigs, and that’s pretty much me. =(

I have a feeling I should be ashamed of this, but eh, oh well. 

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 Artist: Keane
 Title: My Shadow
 Album: Night Train EP
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In every speck of dust, in every universe, when you feel most alone, you will not be alone. 

Just shine a light on me, I’ll shine a light on you. ‘

Cause when your back’s against the wall, that’s when you show no fear at all. 

It only takes a spark to tear the world apart; these tiny little things that make it all begin.

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My piggies are ‘arguing’ back and forth non-stop, I have a broken molar that is slowly becoming more painful, and I can’t sleep and have to be up at 5am for work.

My head feels like it’s going to explode. 


“Music’s the only thing that makes sense anymore. Play it loud enough, it keeps the demons at bay.”

— JoJo, Across The Universe
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 Artist: Hilary Duff
 Title: Come Clean (Acoustic Remix)
 Album: Come Clean - Single
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“Let’s go back — back to the beginning. Back to when the earth, the sun, the stars all aligned.”

“Pursue some path, however narrow and crooked, in which you can walk with love and reverance.”

— Henry David Thoreau

RELEASE THE RIVERRRRR! 

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 Artist: The Cardigans
 Title: Don't Blame Your Daughter (Diamonds)
 Album: Best Of
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Don’t blame your daughter — that’s just sentimental, and don’t blame your mom for all that you’ve done wrong. Your dad is not guilty you came out a little faulty, and the factory closed so you can’t hold them liable.

You come from an island; you’re cutting diamonds with a rubbery knife.

Your autograph is worthless so don’t send me letters, and don’t mail me cash, ‘cause your money is no good. What’s left in your mattress is holes and lack of love left, some hair from a horse, and none of it is yours, man.

You come from an island; you’re cutting diamonds with a rubbery knife.

And the song you sing today wasn’t always in your head. The words your tryin’ to say are the ones you shouldn’t’ve said. They’re glistenin’ like diamonds, go out and find’ em, but don’t blame your daughter.

Read me your tombstone, tell me you’re sorry, fax me your will, you owe me something still. Blood is like water; the bath that you poured me has drained and it’s gone…don’t blame it on your son.

And the song you sing today wasn’t always in your head. The words your tryin’ to say are the ones you shouldn’t’ve said. They’re glistenin’ like diamonds, go out and find’ em. The world is full of diamonds — go out and find’em — but don’t blame your daughter.