Little things that make you smile
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all the little kids in the class i teach; i love them all, even the troublemakers.
taking the long way home to finish off a song that's playing.
sitting in pit band with all my pit band buddies, pulling on the carpet threads and spraying each other with the trombonist's slide water.
taking the long way home to finish off a song that's playing.
sitting in pit band with all my pit band buddies, pulling on the carpet threads and spraying each other with the trombonist's slide water.
Lick a finger: feel the now.
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Kids make me happy .. babies giggling, smiling .. when you feel their little hand reach up to grab yours or when after spending an hour with a 3 year old they tell you they love you .. when you can make a baby stop crying when no one else can .. any child reaching their hands up to be held ..
Bailey, my puppy ..
A good day with my mom ..
That's about it.
Bailey, my puppy ..
A good day with my mom ..
That's about it.
♥ Joey
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Girls that say they want to have my babies after hearing me sing and play the bass. I can't help but smile. It makes me feel loved for a brief second.
I faced death. I went in with my arms swinging. But I heard my own breath and had to face that I'm still living. I'm still flesh. I hold on to awful feelings. I'm not dead... My chest still draws breath. I hold it. I'm buoyant. There's no end.
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People telling me I look like the spittin' image of my dad
Though that also makes me sad ..
Though that also makes me sad ..
♥ Joey
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Being able to look back at time and notice that every self-centered bastard I encountered is really not better than me, but just some one that wanted to hurt me. Knowing I am better off with these people (and I am not talking about Steph here either.)
I faced death. I went in with my arms swinging. But I heard my own breath and had to face that I'm still living. I'm still flesh. I hold on to awful feelings. I'm not dead... My chest still draws breath. I hold it. I'm buoyant. There's no end.
waking up in bed...with your chick, not the chick you met a few hours ago, not the chick that only wants to do you and then leave. i just love waking up and seeing my chick sleeping, drooling all over my pillow, sleeping soundly.
damn i miss those days.
damn i miss those days.

Whenever death may surprise us,
let it be welcome
if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear
and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.
Nobody's gonna miss me, no tears will fall, no ones gonna weap, when i hit that road.
my boots are broken my brain is sore, fer keepin' up with thier little world, i got a heavy load.
gonna leave 'em all just like before, i'm big city bound, your always 17 in your hometown
let it be welcome
if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear
and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.
Nobody's gonna miss me, no tears will fall, no ones gonna weap, when i hit that road.
my boots are broken my brain is sore, fer keepin' up with thier little world, i got a heavy load.
gonna leave 'em all just like before, i'm big city bound, your always 17 in your hometown
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I'm sorry man. Don't dwell on the past with women. After a while you just move on, ya know? I still miss waking up next to ex girlfriends, but I just have a drink, hang out with some friends, and move on. You're bound to meet some one new, better, and most likely, more attractive than the bitch that left you. (if that is what you're implying)
I faced death. I went in with my arms swinging. But I heard my own breath and had to face that I'm still living. I'm still flesh. I hold on to awful feelings. I'm not dead... My chest still draws breath. I hold it. I'm buoyant. There's no end.
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naw alan i'm not swelling on one particular chick i'm just missing the act of doing that. not with any particular chick just in general. i'm a romanitc like that or something.
Whenever death may surprise us,
let it be welcome
if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear
and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.
Nobody's gonna miss me, no tears will fall, no ones gonna weap, when i hit that road.
my boots are broken my brain is sore, fer keepin' up with thier little world, i got a heavy load.
gonna leave 'em all just like before, i'm big city bound, your always 17 in your hometown
let it be welcome
if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear
and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.
Nobody's gonna miss me, no tears will fall, no ones gonna weap, when i hit that road.
my boots are broken my brain is sore, fer keepin' up with thier little world, i got a heavy load.
gonna leave 'em all just like before, i'm big city bound, your always 17 in your hometown
- Sufjan Stevens
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- Joined: 3/17/2002, 12:25 pm
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i dunno man, these chicks i meet lately are all about the one nighters. i could be at a party tonight but i'd much rather not, i like staying in on a weekend every once and a while.
Whenever death may surprise us,
let it be welcome
if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear
and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.
Nobody's gonna miss me, no tears will fall, no ones gonna weap, when i hit that road.
my boots are broken my brain is sore, fer keepin' up with thier little world, i got a heavy load.
gonna leave 'em all just like before, i'm big city bound, your always 17 in your hometown
let it be welcome
if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear
and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.
Nobody's gonna miss me, no tears will fall, no ones gonna weap, when i hit that road.
my boots are broken my brain is sore, fer keepin' up with thier little world, i got a heavy load.
gonna leave 'em all just like before, i'm big city bound, your always 17 in your hometown