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[25 Nov 2004|10:23am] |
why do we put up with this? we sit around and let boys "sweep us off our feet", so to speak, we let ourselves feel things for them that we didn't even know we were capable of feeling in the first place, we put all of our time and effort into thinking of them and wondering what they're doing at the same moment you're thinking of them, wondering if they're thinking of you, wondering if they ever think of you, wondering if they love you as much as you love them, etc etc. and then, all of a sudden one day, something inside them clicks and they realize, hey! i don't like this girl anymore! i think i'll stomp on her heart and then hold it out in front of her. now, of course, it isn't just boys. girls are capable of doing the exact same thing, and they often do. gay couples, lesbian couples, old couples, young couples, everyone. everyone is so obsessed with something new and something different that they forget why we started loving in the first place. i'm sure i don't make any sense, and i'm sure i'm probably just rambling because i'm fucking bitter, but who the fuck really gives a damn. i'm so sick of broken hearts.
if you get it, then you get it.
if think you know what i'm talking about then you probably don't.
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[22 Nov 2004|05:58pm] |
i hate people that say they hate depression when they have never been depressed.
fuckers.
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| Melanie; |
[20 Nov 2004|07:02pm] |
sorry for being emo.
i'm dumb.
but laura lindsay is the cutest.
and amanda sproule is my lover.
we need to hang out.
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[09 Nov 2004|12:37am] |
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Moses2564: I should buy you a big teddy bear to sleep with in your bed. That way it'd be his job to keep you warm when I can't.
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| bye bye beautiful; |
[19 Jul 2004|10:42pm] |
Sometimes I feel really distant from everyone. :\
It seems like everything is changing right before my eyes.
I don't know how to stop it & I guess I never will.
Blurty is dead.
http://www.livejournal.com/users/emergencyponcho
I guess I'm changing too.
If I feel the need to write it will be friends only
::guntohead::
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| i love matt torre; |
[12 May 2004|08:48pm] |
Letters to Noelle
Marked up cardboard boxes fell
I fell with them
Crushed like them
I am
Letters to Noelle
Years of waiting, nothing fading
Emptied out my pen
Carved the rest into my hand
Letters to Noelle
Written from my darkest cell
Filling up my wishing well
Waiting on their return
But the driveway's clear
You pray for silence
Step into my quiet violence
Do you see pictures in my words?
Standing still, I'm moving faster
Searching out my next disaster
You're gonna get what you deserve
Letter to Noelle
I see them in a box inside a case
That she keeps locked up in a place
I'll never be
Letters to Noelle
I emptied out my veins onto a page
Set to a scream you just can't gauge
She cannot see what's inside of me
But the driveway's clear
You pray for silence
Step into my quiet violence
Do you see pictures in my words?
Standing still, I'm moving faster
Searching out my next disaster
You're gonna get what you deserve
Letters to Noelle
Tied on ribbons in my brain
Obsession don't give way to pain
I know that now
I know that now.
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[24 Apr 2004|09:02am] |
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( WTF!!! )
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| I don't want to go to school tomorrow; |
[18 Apr 2004|10:59pm] |
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There once was a little girl who had a bad temper.
Her mother gave her a bag of nails and told her that every time she lost her temper, she must hammer a nail into the back of the fence.
The first day the girl had driven 37 nails into the fence.
Over the next few weeks, as she learned to control her anger, the number of nails hammered daily gradually dwindled down.
She discovered it was easier to hold her temper than to drive those nails into the fence.
Finally the day came when the girl didn't lose her temper at all.
She told her mother about it and the mother suggested that the girl now pull out one nail for each day that she was able to hold her temper.
The day passed and the young girl was finally able to tell her mother that all the nails were gone!
The mother took her daughter by the hand and led her to the fence. She said, "You have done well, my daughter, but look at the holes in the fence.
The fence will never be the same.
When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one."
You can put a knife in a person and draw it out.
It won't matter how many times you say 'I'm sorry', the wound is still there.
A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one.
Friends are very rare jewels, indeed.
They make you smile and encourage you to succeed.
They lend an ear, they share words of praise and they always want to open their hearts to us.
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| A hummingbird weighs less than a penny; |
[08 Apr 2004|09:20pm] |
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A psychology student in New York rented out her spare room to a carpenter in order to nag him constantly and study his reactions. After weeks of needling, he snapped and beat her repeatedly with an axe leaving her mentally retarded.
I can't wait to be a psychologist! <3
http://www.livejournal.com/users/emergencyponcho
NEW LAYOUT!
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[03 Apr 2004|12:35pm] |
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THIS WEEK IS OUT OF CONTROL!
1.)I slept in and missed the ACTS
2.)I fractured my nose at my lacrosse game
3.)I just made 8 dozen no bakes with my mom.
( LACROSSE )
School had been fun. :\ Hahaha. I got my report card and got in a wee bit of trouble. I got all A's... and a D in Algebra II. Blah. I JUST CAN'T DO IT! Ew. So yeah.
( Psychology )
Last night I went to Matt's lacrosse game agaist Powers. They lost. (1-6) Hahaha. Powers are beasts at lacrosse. Fo Realz! But Matt did good. Oh how I love him, he is like so hot! ;]
( XXX )
I'm going over Matt's to go watch movies with Joe and Jessica. I hope everyone has a nice day. Call me, becuase I love it when people call me <333
♥/Melanie.
PS; Amanda is not a poser, and I do not write the lyrics for The Blood Brothers. Hahaha. :]
PSS; JAMIE GET'S TO SEE MCR! Sooo Lucky!
PSSS; All the kids at school kept calling me "Melly" when they saw my Baid-Aid. :[
I never thought it'd be this way,
just me and you, we're here alone.
And if you stay,
all I'm asking for is a thousand bodies piled up
I never thought would be enough to show you
just what I've been thinking.
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| My salsa; |
[30 Mar 2004|05:51pm] |
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"My Band" by D-12.
It makes me sooo happy.
Sooooooooooooooooo happy.
It reminds me of Jill,
It makes me laugh,
and dance.
Ahhhhh. It is sooo great.
I think I'm in love.
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[27 Mar 2004|03:14pm] |
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"There's a beautiful sky tonight and
if you were by my side then we could share it but you are gone.
So come at me with your moon and burn me in the stars
cause nothing matters anymore.
If I could only see you now for about an hour
maybe just a minute
just to ask
What has he got that I don't have?
Is it his brown eyes?
I know blue eyes get boring but I'll wear dark glasses all the time"
PS; New Journal Layout !!!
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[23 Mar 2004|09:37pm] |
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I'M TOTALLY GOING TO SEE PRINCE JUNE 20TH!
HOLY SHIT.... PRINCE.
AHHHHHHHHH!
AHHHHHHHHHHHH!
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
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[22 Mar 2004|07:47pm] |
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I was really thirsty.
Therefore I made Kool-Aid.
I cut up limes to put in it.
After I made it, I made me a glass.
I added ice and limes.
I took a drink and it was sooo good.
Then I looked at the back of the package.
I realized it went bad in 2002.
I drank it all.
I hope I wake up tomorrow.
<3/Melanie.
PS; I bought an ee cummings book with matt at boarders. It is wonderful.
( CARTOON!!!*%#*%^!#^%$*#&)! )
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| Thank You Jamie; |
[05 Mar 2004|06:39am] |
I like totally got my tonsils out.
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creative
contemplative
