backtalking

http://www.myspace.com/danakayyy

i've been writing so much music lately and i'm pleased with how my sound is developing. check it outttt.

i might never fall in love
and never feel at home
but i have all the things i need
to never feel alone.

i've got good looks and some bad habits
a stack of books and an old guitar
and i've got big plans to make things happen
but i'm still not sure of what they are.

without a place to keep my heart
i'll wear it on my sleeve
and without a man to break it
i'll never have to grieve.

'cause i've got great friends to see me through
a nickel bag of pot and a pack of cigarettes
and i know i won't be 18 forever
but growing up doesn't have to happen yet.

but if i ever fall in love
and settle in my ways
i just hope i won't regret
the way i've spent my days.

why do i insist on doing this to myself?

i found God
at the bottom of a
cereal box today.
i didn't know he was in there
til i was almost done
and there He was!
a soggy Christ
floating face-down
in the last spoonful of milk.

goodbye, goodbye, goodbye.
i'll forget you as soon as i get on the highway.

this expires in 7 days kids so hop on it

http://rcpt.yousendit.com/586395292/d23f6ff7e7821915892258e73dfd8a81

watching nip/tuck makes me wanna get fake titties but mine are already big

what the fuckshit

today i got hollered at by two latino guys in an escalade. i was sitting at a stoplight and i heard someone yell

"hey ma!"

so i turned to my right and the man in the passenger seat of the truck next to me leaned over the driver and said,
"i just wanted to tell you that you're beautiful." i blushed and thanked him and he added,
"i like it that you don't wear makeup. it's natural. i could lay down with you and wake up in the morning and look at you and you would still be beautiful."

i was so embarrassed i just took a drag on my cigarette, smiled, and stared straight ahead and counted seconds until the light turned green and i sped away.

today i worked for 5 hours, broke up with my boyfriend, got skeeted, and played frisbee.


mhm.

thank you, again, Universe, for reminding me that i am very, very far from normal.

new phoneeeeeee


call or text 671-1143 !

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friends only.

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