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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=42402" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Front Row</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">do you go to the dungeon to find out how to make peace with your days in the dungeon writing a letter<br>to you didn't make me feel any more peaceful then how I felt when we weren't speaking because I<br>didn't cop to what I did. I can't love you because we're supposed to have professional boundaries. i'd<br>like you to be schooled and in awe as though you were kissed by god full on the lips . i'm in the front<br>row the front row with popcorn I get to see you see you close up i'm too tired to recount the<br>unpleasantries one by one one minute I want to banish you the next I want to be on<br>a deserted island with you along with my three favorite cd's ambivalent yet in your<br>bed we've yet to acknowledge what really happened<br>slid into the ditch I have this overwhelming loss of ambition we said let's name thirty good reasons why<br>we shouldn't be together I started by saying things like "you smoke" "you live in new jersey (too far)"<br>you started saying things like "you belong to the world" all of which could have been easily<br>refuted but the conversation was hypothetical I am totally short of breath for you why can't you shut<br>your stuff off..... i'm in the front row the front row with popcorn I get to see you see you close up<br>and I laughed until my lungs hurt I love how you bust my chops you don't always<br>feel seen sometimes you feel erasable unfortunately I cannot reciprocate in my<br>current state I think we should be careful of how much time we spend together<br>........for a while i'm speaking you know how much you hate to be interrupted maybe spend some<br>time alone to fill up your proverbial cup so that it doesn't always have to be about you i've been wanting<br>your undivided attention I like the fact that you're nothing like me are you not burdened by the lack of<br>perspective people have of your charmed life i'm in the front row the front row with<br>popcorn I get to see you see you close up you never meant to be ungrateful nor held up to<br>be whipped or wept for certainly not analysed prodded at more ways than one<br>apparently you've been misrepresented dealing with the concept of arrows being<br>slung towards your outrageous fortune<br>hey i'm not mad at you guardian i'm mad at myself for spending so much time with you and your<br>jeckyl and hydeness i'm glad i figuratively slapped you on the wrist you laughed a wicked laugh<br>and said "come here let me clip your wings!"(i know he's blood but you can still turn him away you<br>don't owe him anything) "raise the roof" he yelled "yeah raise the roof!" I yelled back. (unfortunately<br>you needed a health scare to reprioritize.) no thanks to the soap box. having me rile against them<br>won't make an ounce of difference...... i'm in the front row the front row with popcorn. I get to see<br>you see you close up oh the things i've done for you many a sitch a friend a man's<br>been left for you oh the books i've read for you the tongues i've bitten for you many<br>a new city for you many a risk taken for you (not a single regret)<br></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Alanis Morissette from <i>Supposed Former Infatuation Junkie</i> - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q>
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