I'll tumblr for ya.
The name's Coley and this is my tumblelog of random things.
I'm a very serious designer.
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flickr.com/photos
last.fm/user/sgnpro
twitter.com/coley
Tumblroll
eric.tumblr.com
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kevnull.tumblr.com
jannygirl.tumblr.com
songsoup.tumblr.com
klappspaten.tumblr.com
thelifeofdave.tumblr.com
merlin.tumblr.com
brock.tumblr.com
tastytumblr.com
davidslog.com
project.ioni.st
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Close to You (feat. Ernesto)
As I stand
in the middle of nowhere
I reflect upon all the city smells in the air
I know
I have to get through it
But sometimes,
I think I’m stuck in here
I need to get out
of this machinery
I need to get out
and find my meaning
The way that I live’s basically making me sick, don’t make me click, no I won’t function this way at all
Let me
have awhile
Let me be close to you
Let me in your heartbeats
And let me
be refreshed in you
Beanfield
Heartbeat
Here we go; I guess I’m leavin’ soon
‘cause I’ve been here for too long
I’m not sure but I don’t think I’ll miss you
You’ll never know; you’ll never know
I would sell you out in a heart—beat
‘cause you can defend yourself
I would sell you out in a heart—beat
‘cause you can defend yourself
The lights are on in your apartment
but I just saw you walking out
I’ve got one guess to where you’re goin’
You’ll never know; I’ll never know
I would sell you out in a heart—beat
‘cause you can defend yourself
I would sell you out in a heart—beat
‘cause you can defend yourself
I’ll do what I want, I’ll do what I want, I’ll do what I want, I’ll do what I want, oh, I’ll do what I want, I’ll do what I want, I’ll do what I want…
kaci:
keming. noun. The result of improper kerning.
—Scott Adams, American Cartoonist



