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Saturday, December 4, 2004


The Un-credibles [EDITED]
I could do without parents sometimes >.>

When things get stressed, they get stressed. Of course, it's just another case of too many things happening at once, but it's still pretty frustrating when it occurs.

I sometimes wish that Dad wasn't here. It's a horrible thing to say when I think about it, but the truth is that I can't help feeling like that. And I'm sure everyone has the same sorts of feelings every so often, about anyone. It's just... the way he says things is just so ridiculous. What's more ridiculous is that he doesn't realise the impact he has at all. He gets so defensive and then denies it ever happened at all. And really, he's on a completely different wavelength to everyone else in the family most of the time so conversation doesn't exactly come easy. he chooses bad moments to time things, gets in the way, doesn't share our tastes in music...

I could go on for a very long time, but it wouldn't be fair to.

The problem is... if we had a steady stream of money coming in from elsewhere, I know that he wouldn't need to be here any more. And what scares me most is that it's almost a comforting thought. I don't want to think like that- nobody does. But situations create conflict.

Ah, but it wouldn't be a full week without an evening of unnecessarry parental stress.

Go and see Methuselah She needs your hugs.

Pet Shop Boys: The Survivors
Cross a windy bridge one winter night
Past Embankment Gardens enter warmth and light
Face the music (It's never easy)
Forget the chill
Face the future (It's never easy)
Find the will

If life is worth living, it's got to be done
One might be forgiven for thinking it's a life on the run
Many roads will cross through many lives
But somehow you survive

Look around, picture what's in store
Is this the final edit, or is the subject now a bore
Don't shrug your shoulders (It's always easy)
You can't ignore

That life is worth living, it's still worth a damn
One might be forgiven for thinking it's something of a sham
Many words may make it sound contrived
But somehow we're alive

The survivors - Our heads bowed
The survivors - At memorials for other faces in the crowd

Teachers and artists (It's never easy)
And Saturday girls
In suits or sequins (It's never easy)
Or twinsets-and-pearls

If life is worth living,
It's got to be run
As a means of giving,
Not as a race to be won
Many roads will run through many lives
But somehow we'll arrive

Many roads will run through many lives
But somewhere we'll survive



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