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Loosing my Religion by REM
Life is bigger
It's bigger than you
And you are not me
The lengths that I will go to
The distance in your eyes
Oh no I've said too much
I set it up
Johnny finished painting the wall and watched TV for awile. Bored with reruns, he left the house again. Staying inside was of no use. He's watched way too much of it, even for him. The cool evening breeze brushed across his face and he smiles. He hears a squeal from the neighbors house and automatically his mood shifts downward. 'I swear, I know them, but I don't. The voices have left since that trip, but this feeling is much worse. I just wish I knew what it was.' He walks down the same path as the day before. He decides to go into the book store. He hasn't been able to stop thinking about what that girl said. He enters the door and pretends to look at the books. He picks one up from the Manga section and brings it to the register. He sets the book on the counter as he reaches into his pocket for the money. When he looks up, the girl was staring into his eyes as if she wants to beg for something. "Aren't you the woman I saw at the rest stop last night?"
The girl sighed and looked at the book. The title reads 'Chobits.' Her voice cracks as she says "Y-yes." She looks up and says "You don't remember me, but please always remember that you are important."
Johnny is stuck between shocked and confused. She could never know about the wall. His face shows his expression. He takes a deep breath and says "Umm... okay.... I'll keep that in mind.... bye." He walks out the door, confused as hell but oddly happy.
That's me in the corner
That's me in the spotlight
Losing my religion
Trying to keep up with you
And I don't know if I can do it
Oh no I've said too much
I haven't said enough
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try
Johnny kept walking and look at the book he bought. He flipped through it. 'The artwork is really good' he thinks to himself. He sees the Taco Smell and decides to get food. He goes in and gets himself a chicken fajitia with ass buring hot taco sauce. He takes his food to a table then sits down and reads his new book while he eats.
Devi walks into Taco Smell. She's closed up the book store early. She looks at Johnny and her insides feel as if they're being shredded. Johnny laughs at the book as Devi goes to order her food. She cringes. 'If only he could remember.' Johnny finished his fajitia and walked out the door. He hummed as he walked out the door, in a good mood from his new book. 'Since when does he hum? Its like he's actually trying to be happy. He's never done that before, at least from what I know.'
Every whisper
Of every waking hour I'm
Choosing my confessions
Trying to keep an eye on you
Like a hurt lost and blinded fool
Oh no I've said too much
I set it up
Netjournal,
What am I supposed to do? I promised not to tell him anything, but its not him. He's completely diffrent. He's almost happy. Maybe its coincedence. Maybe he really is better off without me. But he also is without them too. But its hurts so much to know that he is who he's been looking for the whole time. And now he'll never know. It burns to know that he's searching for the one person he'll never know, even though he sees him every day. I'm almost tempted to tell him the whole thing. I'm starting to think about killing people anyways. I'd deal with sickness just so he knows hes been chasing his tail the whole time.
Consider this
The hint of the century
Consider this
The slip that brought me
To my knees failed
What if all these fantasies
Come flailing around
Now I've said too much
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try
But that was just a dream
That was just a dream
Netjournal,
Its me again. Its late. Or early. However you want to look at it. I woke up. I had the most fucked up dream. I was talking to Johnny at the book store. He was buying another one of those books. It was just a plain old conversation. Then I snapped. I don't remember how, but all I know was that I was screaming about everything... about his endless chase for "him" and about me and him before. I want to tell him about who he was. Its wrong to see him as he is. I have to go now.......... Tenna's at the door........
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Loosing my Religion by REM
Life is bigger
It's bigger than you
And you are not me
The lengths that I will go to
The distance in your eyes
Oh no I've said too much
I set it up
Johnny finished painting the wall and watched TV for awile. Bored with reruns, he left the house again. Staying inside was of no use. He's watched way too much of it, even for him. The cool evening breeze brushed across his face and he smiles. He hears a squeal from the neighbors house and automatically his mood shifts downward. 'I swear, I know them, but I don't. The voices have left since that trip, but this feeling is much worse. I just wish I knew what it was.' He walks down the same path as the day before. He decides to go into the book store. He hasn't been able to stop thinking about what that girl said. He enters the door and pretends to look at the books. He picks one up from the Manga section and brings it to the register. He sets the book on the counter as he reaches into his pocket for the money. When he looks up, the girl was staring into his eyes as if she wants to beg for something. "Aren't you the woman I saw at the rest stop last night?"
The girl sighed and looked at the book. The title reads 'Chobits.' Her voice cracks as she says "Y-yes." She looks up and says "You don't remember me, but please always remember that you are important."
Johnny is stuck between shocked and confused. She could never know about the wall. His face shows his expression. He takes a deep breath and says "Umm... okay.... I'll keep that in mind.... bye." He walks out the door, confused as hell but oddly happy.
That's me in the corner
That's me in the spotlight
Losing my religion
Trying to keep up with you
And I don't know if I can do it
Oh no I've said too much
I haven't said enough
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try
Johnny kept walking and look at the book he bought. He flipped through it. 'The artwork is really good' he thinks to himself. He sees the Taco Smell and decides to get food. He goes in and gets himself a chicken fajitia with ass buring hot taco sauce. He takes his food to a table then sits down and reads his new book while he eats.
Devi walks into Taco Smell. She's closed up the book store early. She looks at Johnny and her insides feel as if they're being shredded. Johnny laughs at the book as Devi goes to order her food. She cringes. 'If only he could remember.' Johnny finished his fajitia and walked out the door. He hummed as he walked out the door, in a good mood from his new book. 'Since when does he hum? Its like he's actually trying to be happy. He's never done that before, at least from what I know.'
Every whisper
Of every waking hour I'm
Choosing my confessions
Trying to keep an eye on you
Like a hurt lost and blinded fool
Oh no I've said too much
I set it up
Netjournal,
What am I supposed to do? I promised not to tell him anything, but its not him. He's completely diffrent. He's almost happy. Maybe its coincedence. Maybe he really is better off without me. But he also is without them too. But its hurts so much to know that he is who he's been looking for the whole time. And now he'll never know. It burns to know that he's searching for the one person he'll never know, even though he sees him every day. I'm almost tempted to tell him the whole thing. I'm starting to think about killing people anyways. I'd deal with sickness just so he knows hes been chasing his tail the whole time.
Consider this
The hint of the century
Consider this
The slip that brought me
To my knees failed
What if all these fantasies
Come flailing around
Now I've said too much
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try
But that was just a dream
That was just a dream
Netjournal,
Its me again. Its late. Or early. However you want to look at it. I woke up. I had the most fucked up dream. I was talking to Johnny at the book store. He was buying another one of those books. It was just a plain old conversation. Then I snapped. I don't remember how, but all I know was that I was screaming about everything... about his endless chase for "him" and about me and him before. I want to tell him about who he was. Its wrong to see him as he is. I have to go now.......... Tenna's at the door........
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