<body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener('load', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <div id="navbar-iframe-container"></div> <script type="text/javascript" src="https://apis.google.com/js/platform.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript"> gapi.load("gapi.iframes:gapi.iframes.style.bubble", function() { if (gapi.iframes && gapi.iframes.getContext) { gapi.iframes.getContext().openChild({ url: 'https://www.blogger.com/navbar/7074329?origin\x3dhttp://celticdream.blogspot.com', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script> The Confessions of an Escapist v3
Saturday, October 08, 2005
3:04 PM

I'm not ashamed
of the things that I dream
I find myself flirting
with the verge of obscene
Into the unknown,
I will be bold
I'm going to places
I can be out of control

(Bridge1:)
And I don't want to explain tonight
All the things I've tried to hide
I shut myself out from the world so I
Can draw the blinds and I'll teach myself to fly

(Bridge2:)
I love myself
It's not a sin
I can't control what's happenin'

(Chorus:)
'Cause I just discovered
Imagination's taking over
Another day without a lover
The more I come to understand
The touch of my hand

From the small of my back
and the arch of my feet
Lately I've been noticin' the beautiful me
I'm all in my skin
and I'm not gonna wait
I’m into myself
in the most precious way

(repeat chorus & bridge)

There's a world undefined
In my body and mind
I won't be left behind
I'm already here

(repeat chorus & bridge)

-Touch of My Hand, Britney Spears

Self-stimulation. Britney. It all makes sense. *lol*