He took her out the bus and hit her. He was a serial romantic and a misogynist and magnetic in Montreal
Are you ready to die, Claire
Today I dropped to the floor on my knees and elbows and cried real tears, begging for God to send me a Woman. My cat had her head bent through her special wilderness-watching chair, cranked towards me, staring bewildered. I asked whether she had not seen me this down bad before, and I don’t think she has in the time I’ve had her. I have been yearning since before she was alive. It is because I dreamt of you last night, and now the chocolate on the stove is a woman I cant have. It is just about now that I would like to lose a finger.
alternate cover for 'talking bout a revolution,' from the album's cd booklet, tracy chapman, 1988.
God gave me the gift of femininity, and of course, I would never forget that, but I really wanna be Justin Bieber.
I Will go walking when the World is open again
I know it must be the killing time, unwillingly mine.
One last announcement- no sports bra let’s keep it bouncin’
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