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[Nov. 9th, 2008|10:07 pm] |
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Obama is president elect! Wooooo! There's some hope.
Other than that, things are kind of weird. I am stressed. I wanna figure stuff out. I've gotta go do a project and a take home test. Fuck.
College soon! Parrrrrtttttaaayyyy |
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[Sep. 10th, 2008|11:39 pm] |
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would you like to see me often?
though you don't need to see me often.
cuz i would like to see you often,
though i don't need to see you often.
:) i'm happy. |
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[Aug. 25th, 2008|11:24 pm] |
wtf sauce.
i've been thinking.
fuck. fuck fuck fuck. fuck. |
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[Aug. 25th, 2008|05:19 pm] |
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i like where we are,
but looking through old texts and remembering old times is rough.
things come and go, and that sucks sometimes. but you're obviously pretty happy with yourself, its time for me to be too and stop brooding over things i have no control of.
back to work now.
The first star I see may not be a star
We can't do a thing but wait
So let's wait for one more
And the time's such clumsy time
In deciding if it's time
I'm careful but not sure how it goes
You can lose yourself in your courage
When the time we have now ends
And when the big hand goes round again
Can you still feel the butterflies?
Can you still hear the last goodnight?
And the mindless comfort grows
When I'm alone with my big plans
And this is what she said gets her through it:
"If I don't let myself be happy now then when?"
If not now when?
when the time we have now ends
And when the big hand goes round again |
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[Aug. 7th, 2008|12:51 am] |
It honestly was beautifully bold
Like trying to save an ice cube from the cold
But even if we had been sure enough it's true we really didn't know
Even if we knew which way to head but still we probably wouldn't go
Well, we always had it all |
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[Jul. 18th, 2008|10:58 pm] |
wow.
as much regret as i feel for my actions years ago,
its fucking retarded to hold that against me now.
you're a fucking dick. |
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[Jun. 17th, 2008|07:09 pm] |
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uuupppsss
and doooowwwnnnssss.
i don't want to just be strung along.
i miss it.
but the past is the past. is this just a product of our inability to accept that? or is there something that remains? i thought so, until recently, its all just reverted back to being back and forth.
what do you want?
what do i want? |
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[Jun. 6th, 2008|11:20 pm] |
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you're calling too late,
too late to be gracious. |
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[Jun. 1st, 2008|08:00 pm] |
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Insanity: doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results.
-albert einstein
i am so freakin frustrated right now.
cvjhgsdkgjhreoiueithejhkgjhgoiurosslkdjgslg. |
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[May. 26th, 2008|06:02 pm] |
We're not the same, dear, as we used to be
The seasons have changed and so have we
There was little we could say and even less that we could do
To stop the ice from getting thinner under me and you
We buried our love in the wintery grave
A lump in the snow was all that remained
But we stayed by its side, as the days turned to weeks
And the ice kept getting thinner with every word that we'd speak
When the spring arrived, we were taken by surprise
When the flows under our feet bled into the sea
And nothing was left for you and me
We're not the same dear and it seems to me
There's nowhere we can go with nothing underneath
Then it saddens me to say what we both knew was true
That the ice was getting thinner under me and you
The ice was getting thinner under me and you |
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| bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks |
[May. 26th, 2008|11:55 am] |
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"dude, hakuna matata. it means no worries!"
gotta keep positive!
:) :) :) :)
I wish we could open our eyes
To see in all directions at the same time
Oh, what a beautiful view
If you were never aware of what was around you
And it is true what you said
That I live like a hermit in my own head
But when the sun shines again
I'll pull the curtains and blinds to let the light in |
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[May. 25th, 2008|04:02 pm] |
damn it.
i've gotta do what i've gotta do i guess.
i hate this.
things will never be good again. for some mysterious reason.
i have to accept it, there's nothing i can do. maybe there's nothing even you can do. |
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[May. 25th, 2008|02:32 pm] |
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i don't give a fuhhhttttt.
most of the time. |
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[May. 22nd, 2008|11:20 pm] |
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There are places
Some of us can't face yet.
And even though we see it
We just swear God's sleeping.
So we say:
"Ash to ash, dust to dust,
We're all gonna die so we have to
trust in something."
But it's probably nothing.
But there's gotta be something.
Now we mean it in our homes where we're sleeping.
We call it mattresses underwater but the gutters are seeping.
So we say:
"Ask and ask and we'll return
The same favors till its our own turn."
We got ash in our pockets and dust in the urn,
Another forty years for you
And yours to learn.
Love was made like a ship at bay, never to see waves.
We'll probably all crash anyway.
When we see it we don't believe it.
We've got our faces made for smiling, but we are weeping.
We got ash in our pockets and dust in the urn.
Another forty years for you and yours to learn.
You say, "all you ever talk about is dying and it's getting so old."
And we say, "love was made
Like a book or a page just ripped out but we never read anyway."
And you say "love was made like a ship at bay never to see waves."
We should probably get used to it, but we don't.
Now I see it...
She's got her hands in her pockets and she's walking around.
She's got a face made for smiling but she's making a frown.
She says, "all you ever talk about is letting us down.
If you ever see me dying, just put me in the ground" |
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