LoST & FounD (Gho-STing)
Oh, you're Paranoia, blondies with blue eyes, berry nice! Oh, sorry I'm Annoya, your beloved therapist you ghosted, awesomely cool & beautifully cruel Liza, Anne! You were lost, but I found you gals!
Yeah, pampered babies, my Siamese twins, my women’ legs, so inseparable, so unfair! I bum found you heart-worker here in Nicaragua on my Bad Ninja vacation, watch the “I Wanna Be There” wedeeyo, plus obviously all ❤️dee others, the love scene you constantly repeat is from the Masachapa beach down here. My gosh, my gushing stylists, you deeZZZineed even that, the beach? LOL!
Qantas, ❤️dee flag carrier of Australia, has revealed a new soul-stirring brand campaign called, ’Feels like home’. Old silly me, I got hooked, LOL. The love campaign is based on the theme of ‘bringing people home’. It’s produced by Lawrence Creative Strategy, hinting at my initials, LS, right? It’s highly sentimental and shares the heart-wrenching, the heartbreaking stories of five actual Qantas passengers and their journey home to Australia where they’re welcomed by loved ones capturing the Czech spirit. You horny gals, you have no idea I am originally Australian, I mean Hong Congeese, like a typical African kangaroo, OK Plus a little emu too! Ooh, that’s my little secret, untold, and I’m not gonna tell them, surprise!
Anne, Liza, racy babies? I just wanna be in you classy sluts, yes, there, in you so eclectic, so fine & refined! Bump into me your bum, your bummer! Like bump bump, boom boom, kaboom! You’re the closest to me, horny gals! You sex dolls are my twerkforce lovemares, I neigh, aya yay, your horseman of the Apocalypse! You traumatic Paranoia are my nightmarishly beautiful Calypsos!
Okay, Qantas, count us? I wasn’t going to say “cunt ass”, no P! OK, Czech Airlines here, not KO, this holy chaos, these feelings of high and low, not dead feeling! Beware, ❤️thee Qantas, encantado, I’m Czech, Virgin, Kat R, I just fly! Bu bu butt you shoot me down. I must have the down sin drone, err, syndrome, or something.
Liza, Anne, horny gals, you have so much style! Anne, Liza, fook-pilled bunnies, you have me mesmerized! And I’m supposed to be your nunnery shrimp! Err, I mean your shrink shrank shrunk, drunk as a monkish skunk. I meant to say bum, your bummy! And you have so many bummer days, purrfunktly separable twins, without me, without your bum, your bummy. The ❤️thee Bad Ninja with sneaky ways wants your buns, templed mattresses, nightgowns, err, I mean knightresses!
You wouldn’t imagine or believe that, that he wants to spray you with his milk shake or volcanic ice cream rain, expecting some boiling Antarctica spa squirting or golden shower in return. Duh! What? Did you mean Dog, Doga, err, Doha ha ha, Kat R, err, the capital of Qatar? I mean, why? You’ve never been there? Let’s go there, chai pourers, on Zer Good Ninja vaca, without sneakers or sneaky waves! Deal? I’ll foot the bill, no probl-emma, pampered gals, but we will have to run a la checa afterwards, like a torpedo, to make at least a narrow escape, cuz I just printed out the $100 bills, fresh out of the box, sprinter, err, printer, you dramatic travel maniacs! No, I’m not a lowlife!
Babies, promiscuous, err, I mean promise-cute teens, I’ve never worked this hard/heart in my hole slacker’s life adventure junkie career typing my last hand away without making any money, really, LOL! See, that’s why I gotta rob piggy banks and do petty crimes to finance my Bad Ninja vaca. Ah chai gals, Liza, Anne, you make me work so hard, it ain’t fair! Phuck, pampered babies! I neeD, I neeD, I neeD some Good Ninja vacation with you horny gals, Liza, Anne! Or Anne, Liza, whichever chaotic order suits you!
You shouldn’t have ghosted your Pronoia terrorpiece, terrapeace, err, love therapist to complicate things! You’ve made me Annoya, I was Pronoia, the pro. Well, I still am Czech Pronoia R, or CPR, the kissing lore, forget about Annoya, the amateur, the rookie!
For you advanced lovers or masked kissers, CPR stands and falls spasmodically for cardiopulmonary resuscitation. It can help save a life during cardiac arrest, when the heart stops beating or beats too ineffectively to circulate blood to the brain and other vital organs, such as penis and vulva, ola la!
Is it you or me having this manic panic attack? I’m not sure. I’m supposed to be your sex shrink, bras, your love therapist, your well-sculpted masterpiece, your vintage lover, not shrinkage! FYI, Pronoia is a neologism originally coined in ❤️dee 80’s to describe a state of mind that is, in essence, the positive counterpart of paranoia, you. It’s characterized by feeling that the world is conspiring on behalf of the person experiencing pronoia, me, yours.
Do you have issues, spoiled babies, inseparable twins, Liza, Anne. Shellies? Because I singular, single, in particular, have zero, sometimes I’m even Zero, your Smashing Pumpkins! Whoops, that would be plural, LOL! Schizophrenia, schizophrenia, ward 81, ate one, nom nom nom, ooh! Wait, I have one issue, you, you without having you, ah elegant Paranoia, mine!
A panic attack is a brief episode of intense anxiety, which causes the physical sensations of fear. These can include a racing heartbeat, shortness of breath, dizziness, trembling and muscle tension.
Oh, I think it's time that we take some time together, hypnotic Paranoia! Oh, how I think our relationship is grey, like 50 Shades Of Grey. Liza, Anne, we need a little space, a space that is vintage, that is less ordinary, that has a lot of styling, that is full of me, I mean you ordered! You stretch so well, you stretch my harped heartstrings to the absolute max, spicy Yummies!
Ah dark empresses, I wonder how your tight Russies or Aussies will stretch during our sacred ritual, sexercise a la Killme Mylknock, in my wet market dreams, cuz I was advised to dream tight, and I obey, I behave!
Thank you instantly automatic for your XXXcellent dawg Pfood, DeeLeecious, great TaSte, it improves my sex drive even further, deer you DearesT, eRRR, I mean sexophoney DieT!!!
IRL, you magnetic Paranoia are the irrational and persistent feeling that people are 'out to get you' or that you are the subject of persistent, intrusive attention by others. This unfounded mistrust of others can make it difficult for a person with paranoia, ahem, you, to function socially or have a close relation-ship with your sailor, seaman, yours, me. Cuz either I desire thee electric or I desire the thirst four letters of the alphuckbet A B C D, sigh! There’s no other freakin’ way, you give me no other options, there are no squeakin’ alternatives I love!
LOST // Liza Anne (Official Video)
I'll be damned if i do it,
Damned if i don't
I'll be lost if i love him,
Lost if i won't
And, I can't muster up the courage
To say it's best that i leave
I can't muster up much of anything
When i'm feeling you breath
My human heart won't mend itself
When my own two hands are ripping out the seams
Oh, it seems
I'm my own worst enemy, oh oh
I'm doing it to myself
I'll be hurt if i leave him,
But turn cold if i don't
He's the sweet of a Morning kiss,
But there's a poison it holds
Sticking thorns into my spine,
But i won't let go
Sticking thorns into my sight,
But i'll keep my eyes closed
My human heart, won't mend itself
When my own two hands are ripping out the seams
Oh, it seems
I'm my own worst enemy, oh
I'm doing it to myself
Ohh oh oh
I'm doing it,
I'm doing it,
I'm doing it
With my own heart
I won't let it mend
I use my own two hands, i rip up all of the seams
Oh, it seems
I'm my own worst enemy, oh
I'm doing it to myself,
Oh ohh
I'm doing it,
I'm doing it,
I'm doing it
To myself
Liza Anne - I Shouldn't Ghost My Therapist (Official Audio)
I got a feeling that I might go
Out of mind mind if I don't get time alone
An afternoon with the door closed
Maybe a movie or a walk on my own
Is there enough of me to go around?
Is there enough of anything that's so spread out?
And now I've hurt the ones I care about
Because I don't know how to stop
Oh, oh
How do you slow down?
Oh, oh
There's so much on my mind right now
I can't keep going on like this
Gonna run away all my friends
(Ok, here we go, alright, alright)
Wish I would take more initiative
I really shouldn't ghost my therapist (ah, ah, oh)
I gave a little too much and too little too much
And now I'm not sure how to make it up, alright
Oh, oh
How do you slow down?
Oh, oh
There's so much on my mind right now
I can't keep going on like this
Gonna run away all my friends
My friends, my friends
I can't keep on going like this
I can't keep on going like this (keep on going on like this)
I can't keep on going like this (keep on going on like this)
I can't keep on going like this (she can't keep going on like this)
She can't keep going on like this (keep on going on like this)
Liza Anne - Bummer Days (Official Audio)
I say I wanna wake up with the dawn
But every night I sleep with the shades drawn
I keep telling my shrink, "I wanna feel okay"
But I get off on all my bummer days
I don't know what I want but I know that I feel bad
And then when I feel good, I think I make myself sad
I wanna feel like I can get out of my own way
I'll stop crying at my party
I'm tired of feeling sorry
I've had about fifty last cigarettes
Before they're out, I have the next one lit
I spent the last two years in shoes that were too big
And if it's not my lungs I'm gonna die
Because I trip
I don't know what I want but I know that I feel bad
And then when I feel good, I think I make myself sad
I wanna feel like I can get out of my own way
I'll stop crying at my party
I'm tired of feeling sorry
There's always something that I'm doing
To keep me far from where I say I'm going
I'll stop crying at my party
I'm tired of feeling sorry
I'll stop crying at my party
Because I'm tired
I don't know what I want but I know that I feel bad
And then when I feel good, I think I make myself sad
I wanna feel like I can get out of my own way
Oh, what would it feel like if I could get out of my own way
I'll stop crying at my party
I'm tired of feeling sorry
I'll stop crying at my party
Cuz I'm tired of feeling sorry
Liza Anne - I Wanna Be There (Official Audio)
I felt the lights inside of you just go down
I felt the lights inside of me going out
And I wanna, be there for ya
And I wanna, be there
Do you think about me when you're smiling
Or does the weight of it bring you down
We opened up a door that we won't walk in
Oh, but it's a beautiful house
I felt the lights inside of you just go down
I felt the lights inside of me going out
And I wanna, be there for ya
And I wanna, be there
So I was thinking, what do we know now?
I was just sitting here remembering
all the times that you left town
And that's unfortunate
no one was trying to tie you down
Oh, but things get too real and you find your way out
No doubt
I felt the lights inside of you just go down
I felt the lights inside of me going out
I felt the lights inside of me just go down
And I wanna, be there for ya
And I wanna, be there for ya
And I wanna, be there for you
And I wanna, be there for you
And I wanna, be there
Closest To Me
Oh, I'm gonna hit you where it hurts because
I know what to say to make it worse
I always get the last word in
Somehow I never seemed to learn it
Closest to me, I always hurt the closest ones to me
Closest to me, I always hurt the closest ones to me
Oh, no no no
I speak before I know what I mean
Talk through my ego not my thinking
Stomp around gonna throw myself a tantrum
Even if it's with the best intention
Don't give me that look that I hate
Like every word I said was a mistake
How'd you really think it would go over
Warming up to my cold shoulder
Closest to me, I always hurt the closest ones to me
Closest to me, I always hurt the closest ones to me
Oh, no no no
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I know, I know, I know that I
Should apologize (apologize, apologize, apologize)
Oh, but I'm sorry
I'm sorry
Oh god, I'm sorry
Closest to me, I always hurt the closest ones to me
Closest to me, I always hurt the closest ones to me
Closest to me, I always hurt the closest ones to me
Closest to me, I always hurt the closest ones to me
Oh, no no no
Liza Anne - Bad Vacation (Official Music Video)
You were a long bad vacation
A hotel with a view, but I just stayed in
I kept the blinds loose, so light would fall through
Now I've checked out and I don't miss ya
I am in love with this feeling
Oh my God, are there no ceilings?
I needed sun and a soft breeze
You were like sand in my ice cream
It was a long trip to see the same shit
Finally made it home, and I'm unpacking
I am in love with this feeling
Oh my God, are there no ceilings?
This bad vacation
Is no vacation
This situation
Is pretty grim
I wanna lay out
I need a way out
I needed somethin'
There's always somethin'
And I just don't want it, any more
I am in love with this feeling
Oh my God, are there no ceilings?
Ooh-oh, and I am in love with this feeling, feeling
Oh my God, are there no ceilings?
Liza Anne - Thank You For Your Time (Official Music Video)
Something in my posture told you I am not okay
Something in the lines under my eyes always giving me away
I'm not good at sharing what I'm feeling
When what I'm feeling's hard to explain
But you hear me anyways
You love me on my bad days
Thank you for your time, your love
Your understanding goes above
And your kisses and your friendship
Your generosity, your good lips
And your time
Something in my past made me scared of falling in
To a super real love
Soft and honest, good love
Not something to recover from
Something in your eyes holds a pool of soft blue light
I'm growing just by knowing you
I'm falling more in lovе with you
Thank you for your time, your love
Your understanding goеs above
And your kisses and your friendship
Your generosity, your good lips
And your time
Your love, your understanding goes above
And your kisses, so transcendent
Move on over, let me get down with it
Thank you for your time 'cause I love you
And I see you
And I want to be good to you always
I only wanna give you the best days, so
Thank you for your time and your love and your kisses
And your understanding and your friendship
You're so generous, you have such good lips
Thank you for your time and your love
And your understanding and your kisses
They're so transcendent
Move on over, get down with it
Thank you for your time and your love
And your kisses and your friendship
You're so generous, thank you for your time
Liza Anne - Desire (Official Audio)
I think I've kissed too many of my friends
To make a sober decision
I think I've been young and I've been thoughtless
Flailing small frame of emotion
I think I'm starting to feel it
I'm only living when the sun goes down
I think I just need a minute
Give me some space to figure it out
Desire feels like too much Tequila
And I've had plenty
There's a part of me that knows where the party leads
Maybe I should just go home
I think I'm starting to feel it
I'm only living when the sun goes down
I think I just need a minute
Give me some space to figure it out
Always starts with
Good intentions
I think I want it
Oh no, I really want it
Oh, God, I really need to calm down
I think I'm starting to feel it
I'm only living when the sun goes down
Back to the start and repeat it, repeat it
I think I'm starting to feel it
I think I'm starting to feel it
I think I just need a minute
Just give me some space to figure it out
Liza Anne – Paranoia (Official Audio)
Never mind how
I'm keeping in as of right now
I'm losing it, as if I had it in the first place
Running water
In the bathroom
It's 3 AM and I can't sleep
I don't even recognize me
Ooh paranoia
I can't avoid you
Say what you wanna
Say how you wish I could feel
Like the others, another lover that you had before
Say what you wanna
Oh say how you wish I could feel
Like the others, another lover that you had before
Ooh
Ooh
Let me at it
I'm tired of it pestering me
I can't get rid of it
'Cause killin' it's like my pulling my own teeth
One, two, three I stop
Because it's bleeding and I realize
My nervous mind is stuck inside of
Ooh paranoia
I can't avoid you
Say what you wanna
Say how you wish I could feel
Like the others, another lover that you had before
Say what you wanna
Oh say how you wish I could feel
Like the others, another lover that you had before
Ooh
Ooh
There you go
You're sayin' I'll be fine but I won't
You brush it under the bed and never talk
But it won't stay down
You're crawlin' into my mind
And on my mouth
I'm scared you're not find and you want out
Say what you wanna
Say how you wish I could feel
Like the others, another lover that you had before
Say what you wanna
Oh say how you wish I could feel
Like the others, another lover that you had before
Ooh
Ooh
Panic Attack
Keep my head down and in my hands
My eyes move slowly side to side
I'm fading in and out of consciousness
I never learned to pull myself
Out of my own damn head
Shoulders caved in to protect
All of my insides from falling out
Of the hole above my neck
I'm feeling light in my head
Somebody come close
I just wanna be alone
This feels like a hot summer night
In a turtle neck
I think I wanna die
But I guess I know I'm fine
Oh God, tell me is it over yet?
My words disappear on a dry tongue
And I am trying to let you know it
But I am drowning by the moment
I guess I've been having trouble sleeping
But now I'm having trouble breathing
And I hate that I can be seen like this
This feels like a hot summer night
In a turtle neck
I think I wanna die
But I guess I know I'm fine
Oh God, tell me is it over yet?
Over yet?
Think slowly, try to remember I'm alive
My body is here and I am inside
Think slowly, try to remember I'm alive
My body is here and I am inside
Think slowly, try to remember I'm alive
My body is here and I am inside
Think slowly, try to remember I'm alive
My body is here and I am inside
Think slowly, try to remember I'm alive
My body is here and I am inside
Think slowly, try to remember I'm alive
My body is here and I am inside
Liza Anne // The Colder Months // Official Music Video
And I don't know if I love you yet,
But I like you
And I don't know if I need you yet,
But I want you, just the same
And the tragedy of it all, is that
Your heart is like glass
So clear and so easy to be known,
So tender to my touches
And I don't know
If if I'm ready yet
And I don't know
If I'm ready yet
To tell you you're the only one
I will love
And I don't know if it's just the colder months
Or if I want to hold you
And I don't know if it's just my need for touch
Or if I need you in my arms
And I don't know
If I'm ready yet.
And I don't know
If I'm ready yet
To tell you you're the only one
I will love
And I don't know
If I'm ready yet
And I don't know
If I'm ready yet
And I don't know
If I'm ready yet
To tell you you're the only one
I will love
Only one I will love
The only one I love
The only one I love
Liza Anne - This Chaos, That Feeling (Official Audio)
You say it's easy, baby
Say that you need me, baby
But I don't know if you think that's true
You say you love me, baby
That it's just been funny lately
But I don't think that I believe you
You won't just talk about it
Sit, philosophize about it
Ooh, this problem of love
This chaos and that feeling
You keep me all too distant
As if I have nothing to do with it
As if I'm just an object to be considered
Displace me back to my own center
Oh, I think it's time
We take a little time, love
Oh, I think it's grey
We need a little space
I feel my eyes roll
To the back of my skull
I'm exhausted by the compromise
But I'll do it for you one more time
I think it's all the pendulum phrasing
I think I'll go, I think I'm staying
I've never not known what I want
Who is this woman
So lost and in love?
Oh, I think it's time
We take a little time, love
Oh, I think it's grey
We need a little space
Oh, I think it's time
We take a little time, love
Oh, I think it's grey
I think we need some space
We need space
Oh, I think it's time
We take a little time, love
Oh, I think it's grey
I think we need some space, honey
Oh, I think it's time
That we take some time
Oh, I think it's grey
We need a little space
Be be be be babies, me me me me maybe I’m traumatized by ya ya ya ya you ghosting & goating & goating around & goatifying meh meh meh meh me!? Ghosting is a relatively new colloquial dating gem, jam, germ, err, I mean term that refers to abruptly cutting off contact with someone bee bee bee bee beloved without giving dead dead dead dead that person any warning or explanation for doing so!
Goating can be scapegoating or annoying, angering, or irritating some sheep in wolf’s clothes. Dig it, horny gals? Dig it, Liza, Ann, racy babies, my Siamese twins, my women’ legs, so inseparable, so unfair! Chai gals, either you desire me or you desire me, sigh! Cuz you’re so magnetic! There’s no other freakin’ way, this phire phar phar away is perfucktly insane, dear dawg!
Sorry for the stutter, you know me, bay bees, purrfunktly separable twins. Love me, love me not, love me, love me not? Dunk me, dunk me not, dunk me, dunk me not? I wasn’t going to say “fuck me, fuck me not”, LOLLIPOP! Either way, we should apply the 3 3 3 rule for panic attacks, not 6 6 6, horny gals! I mean, you can use the 333 rule for anxiety in the moment something triggers you. Just look around to identify 3 objects and 3 sounds, then move 3 body parts! Okay, ❤️dee Qantas? OK, Czech Airlines here, not KO, this holy chaos, these feelings of high and low, not dead feeling!
I love how you pose, so sensual! Beware, ❤️thee Qantas, I’m Czech, Virgin, Kat R, I just fly! Many people find this heart attack/shock therapy strategy helps focus and ground them when anxiety seems overwhaling, lilypop, lollipop, LOL, err, overwhelming. Beware, ❤️dee Qantas, encantado, I’m Czech, Virgin, Kat R, I just fly, momz, err, mumz, I mean mamz! You shoot me down. I must have the down sin drone, err, syndrome, or something.
Chai gals, do you or do I have a pounding or racing heartbeat, feeling faint, dizzy or light-headed, feeling very hot or very cold, sweating, trembling or shaking, Liza, Anne, horny gals? Do you think I wanna “pound” you racy Chinese Paranoia? You’re such sexy dancers, good dancers for my bad taste! Pound much, lots of sex? Ya think? Like weigh you pampered babies on my love scales?
I’m Annoya, Czech Pronoia R, CPR, sorry. Let me know, Lease Ah, Anne Ah, fook-pilled bunnies! Be aware, ❤️thee Qantas, that I’m Czech, Virgin, Kat R, your papi, your puppy! I just fly, mummies, err, mamis! I just wanna be huppy huppy huppy with you electric twins! Don’t shoot me down, horny gals, Liza, Anne, just don’t!
Unashamed, I just wanna be in you classy sluts, yes, there, in you so eclectic, so fine & refined! Thank you instantly automatic for your XXXcellent dawg Pfood, DeeLeecious, great TaSte, spicy Yummies, it improves my sex drive even further, deer you DearesT, eRRR, I mean sexophoney DieT!!!
No matter I’m extremely sneaky, like my dragon snake, your fairy tale, I heaven’t found the right way to you sweetly cuntonese babies, into you horny gals, Liza & Anne, though, yeah, pampered babies, my Siamese twins, my women’ legs, so inseparable, so unfair, I bum found you heart-worker here in Nicaragua on my Bad Ninja vacation, on my bummer days. Landing in Australia must feel like the rite of passage from my puberty to adulthood, if there is such a thing? I may not be wrong …
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