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ratherabsurd1
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The only heaven I'll be sent to
Is when I'm alone with you
I think in lyrics. I feel in songs. I get a cathartic feeling singing in the car as loud as I can with the music blaring. I haven’t sang karaoke in a long time... and decided to take the plunge and go the other night. I didn’t sing “Take me to Church,” but someone did. Someone very sexy. Someone who can really take the lead while dancing. The chorus took me by surprise and I had to excuse myself for a minute to take a deep breath outside.
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
It was like being hit in the chest with a softball: the wind knocked out of me. Those lyrics... I fell apart. I was transported back to a year ago and trying to get through the holidays... holidays in my family start in September because of birthdays... birthdays through until the end of December... how am I supposed to cook a turkey without him on the phone? I stood outside the bar with my back against the brick wall, taking deep breaths and trying to figure out why I was hurting so much. And there it was: the kernel of truth I needed. I don’t feel like I did a year ago. Not anymore. I’m stronger now. More independent. I’ve changed so much... and that’s scary. I stood up, marched my ass back in that bar and sang “I’m so sick.”
If you want more of this
We can push out, sell out, die out
So you'll shut up
And stay sleeping
With my screaming in your itching ears
PS. Sorry this isn’t super sexy/lusty... but I think it’s one of the reasons I’ve been feeling off lately... so I felt like sharing. Have some sexy purple teddy pics to help keep balance!
you are so creative and amazing . I wish I could let myself out like you
