people used to make records
as in a record of an event
the event of people playing music in a room
now everything is cross-marketing
its about sunglasses and shoes
or guns and drugs
you choose
we got it rehashed
we got it half-assed
we're digging up all the graves
and we're spitting on the past
and you can choose between the colors
of the lipstick on the whores
cause we know the difference between
the font of 20% more
and the font of teriyaki
you tell me
how does it make you feel?

you tell me
what's real?
and they say that alcoholics are always alcoholics
even when they're as dry as my lips for years
even when they're stranded on a small desert island
with no place in 2,000 miles to buy beer
and i wonder
is he different?
is he different?
has he changed? what's he about?...
or is he just a liar with nothing to lie about?

am i headed for the same brick wall
is there anything i can do about
anything at all?
except go back to that corner in manhattan
and dig deeper, dig deeper this time
down beneath the impossible pain of our history
beneath unknown bones
beneath the bedrock of the mystery
beneath the sewage systems and the path train
beneath the cobblestones and the water mains
beneath the traffic of friendships and street deals
beneath the screeching of kamikaze cab wheels
beneath everything i can think of to think about
beneath it all, beneath all get out
beneath the good and the kind and the stupid and the cruel
there's a fire just waiting for fuel.

--ani difranco, "fuel" [long song, i know, i know]

Okay, I'm done with my song lyrics now, although I could go on for a lot longer with my favorite songs...

I'd really like to put something interesting here, but the thing is, my life is really boring. Really boring. Really boring. I'm not kidding.

So I'll just say that I like to write, which is of course why I'm here and why I have 29+ stories indexed under my name, and... yeah. That's all. I support L/J, H/G, and R/H fics in the Harry Potter section and I'm a T/V shippette over in the In A Heartbeat section. That's the end of my life. Sorry. Come back soon...

IAHB PEOPLE: I'm not really writing IAHB anymore. Sorry. Lily/James fics are too addictive, I have too much on my schedule, and I have NO ideas anyway, so whatever. Plus, I realized my fics sucked. So I kind of stopped. And I even took that oath... Sorry, you guys. I hope someday you can find it in your hearts to forgive me... :-(

Laters, everyone! =D

--IVY

Okay, I abandoned the whole stupid Cinnamon Faerie thing because it deleted my reviews for Tangerine Dream. So this is the same old pen name, and a link to Tangerine Dream is below.

TANGERINE DREAM:
http://fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=530927

I'm so sorry I'm not updating, but I'm SO busy with school/homework/other stuff. So I'm sorry if no chapters come out soon. I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me. Anyone who wants to work on my fics while I take a small writing break to get everything under control, email me at ivyleaves141@hotmail.com. I'm going to have to check up on the quality/genre/whatever of your work first, though... sorry... IAHB writers, same thing! Bet you'll have fun with that... =D Thanks, you guys, for understanding (hopefully)!

I'm looking for another story... involves James/Lily being best friends, Lily never having been kissed, gets James to kiss her so that she'll have been kissed... yadeya. It's a good story. I wanna read it! Anyone who knows what story I might be talking about, email me. ivyleaves141@hotmail.com. Superthanx!

Laters.