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[07 Oct 2004|03:24am] |
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i feel so effing fat. i must start using this again. i shall remain calm
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[06 Nov 2003|03:35am] |
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the velvet underground & nico ~ femme fatale |
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i might have found a friend . . . tiffany?
looking at my magazines bring hope and encouragement
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[06 Nov 2003|02:04am] |
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smashing pumpkins ~ today |
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Goodbye to you my trusted friend
We've known each other since we were nine or ten
Together we climbed hills and trees
Learned of love and A B C's
Skinned our hearts and skinned our knees.
Goodbye my friend it's hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky
Now that the spring is in the air
Pretty girls are everywhere
Think of me and I'll be there
We had joy we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the hills that we climbed were just seasons
Out of time......
Goodbye Papa please pray for me
I was the black sheep of the family
You tried to teach me right from wrong
Too much wine and too much song
Wonder how I got along.
Goodbye Papa its hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky
Now that the spring is in the air
Little children everywhere
When you see them I'll be there.
We had joy we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the wine and the song like the seasons
Have all gone.
We had joy we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the wine and the song like the seasons
Have all gone.
Goodbye Michelle my little one
You gave me love and helped me find the sun
And every time that I was down
You would always come around
And get my feet back on the ground.
Goodbye Michelle it's hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky
Now that the spring is in the air
With the flowers everywhere
I wish that we could both be there
We had joy we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the stars we could reach
Were just starfish on the beach
We had joy we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the stars we could reach
Were just starfish on the beach
We had joy we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the wine and the song like the seasons
Have all gone
All our lives we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the hills that we climbed were just seasons
Out of time......
We had joy we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
im sorry, i feel as though we dont understand each other anymore
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| hell yeah |
[21 Oct 2003|12:41am] |
When it was stated by a woman in a crowd that winston churchill was drunk he responded with :
"yes ma'am but tommorrow i will be sober and you will still be ugly. one can only wish for that sort of eloquence."
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| YOU ARE THE PAPER CUT ON MY EYE! |
[20 Oct 2003|12:15am] |
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debaser ~ the pixies |
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i thought i knew you
i was wrong
we WERE sisters
you did me wrong
you told me you loved me
you were wrong
i trusted you greatly
it was all wrong
its hurts me to know that even though we've been through so much you'd screw me over like this. this is the knife in my gut, your lies have killed my spirit.
BERNADETTE, YOUR NAME IS FILTH
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| jealousy |
[11 Oct 2003|05:29pm] |
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She was my friend first, you inside joke whore!
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| i just feel so happy with you on my mind |
[30 Sep 2003|11:54pm] |
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phantom planet ~ anthem |
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i love the feeling of having ideas that i just cant get out of my head and letting them flow onto the paper and out of my fingers to the world. i hope that this well of feelings will never one day run dry. the world thrives, lives, dwells, on the feelings and ideas of others and it will always be that way. for we all need each other just as much as the next person and the cruelty and pain that goes on in the world only brings us closer together if we look at it the right way. we need each other to be strong so we, as well, can be strong in return.
my emotions are on the fritz, please excuse my rude behavior.
the look on your face was just the fuel to the fire
the things i said were not meant to hurt you just the person on the inside who was the cause of the things you said to me
viewing you from such a close distance, i cant understand the things that your eyes say to me, when your words are blashpheming agianst them.
The rubber DUCK of life just happens to masquerade as the anvil.
~ confusion is my friend and foe.
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| hmmm . . . compliments of a new friend |
[29 Sep 2003|11:20pm] |
| The haxor handle of ann is "Cabl3 Pari@h". |
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[29 Sep 2003|11:08pm] |
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turin brakes ~ pain killer |
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the thing that attracts me is that they have so much that they believe in, so much they know is right, and when i see that, i feel that there is hope for a better future.
And then there's me. nothing to say, for fear that it might seal my doom . . .hoping that one day someone will come along and take me out of this rut that i've been in for so long.
i dont think that ive ever been more divistated by a game of minesweeper before.
the things that i want to say are, ironically enough, the things that i know they wont believe, causing me to be imprisoned for eternity.
why cant i just do what i want to do eh?
all the tea cups laughed at the toaster for the looks, and when the earthquake hit, there was no mercy to spare.
im up late agian. . . no suprise . . .
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| shleepy |
[28 Sep 2003|01:24am] |
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save ferris ~ spam |
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well, it's 1:00 in the morning, and i can't sleep. suprise? mmm... nope.
i was supposed to go to the saves the day concert today, but mother dearest said i had to stay at the wedding. i dont understand why my mom can't see things the way my aunt does. (she let my cousin, her daughter, go)
on a different note, ive decided to crack down on myself (yet agian) and try to get some of my goals accomplished. this will take some doing, seeing that i am the worst procrastinator in the world, but i know i can. woo hoo! go me.
there are certian things in this life that i know will be good for me in some ways. i know what they are and how to get them, i just need the willpower and self determination to get me there.
i do believe that sometimes, i just need to get out of the hell hole i call a home, and clear my thoughts. the problem with that is that i just don't have a place to go. so i think ill continue with making that own place of mine in my head and trying to leave all the worries and demons that tend to muddle my thoughts out of it. namely the idiots that annoy me.
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| uh-oh . . . |
[27 Sep 2003|09:47am] |
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now questions arise about things i thought were defanite . . maybe i shouldn't entertain these thoughts
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| aaack |
[24 Sep 2003|11:24pm] |
well, i need you like none other as of right now.
you betrayed me today, possibly in the future you will be of more help.
my teeth hurt.
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| ha, well, sort of |
[22 Sep 2003|03:49am] |
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summer rain |
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well, my friend, i am still awaiting your return . . . .
please hurry, i dont think i can hold out much longer, i need you.
i hate him . . .. he is so superficial, and deceptive
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| starting agian . . . i hope |
[21 Sep 2003|11:53am] |
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debaser ~ the pixies |
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My friend, my dear dear friend.
We have lost touch since last year. . . i know that with your help, i can find my true happiness in life yet agian. i am looking forward to meeting you agian. come quickly.
~ the watcher
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| it looks as though, yet agian, i have been a fool |
[11 Sep 2003|11:09pm] |
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the strokes |
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well, things are most defanitely the complete opposite of what i thought, and my opinions have changed completely.
i seem to create the way i want things to be in my mind, and i get carried away. i am sad.
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| im the infamous idiot |
[11 Sep 2003|01:03am] |
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know your onion |
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it seems to be 1:00 am and have i started my homework yet? . . . wait, let me check . . . nope. defanitely not. i am a sucky scholar.
I love someone . . . :) he's going to homecomming with someone else . . .sad.
she asked him, that sneaky wench.
im going to die of a "NoDoz" overdose, i just know it.
Speech time.
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| Tired |
[09 Sep 2003|11:26pm] |
ack! i hate boys they all need to go to hell in a hand basket. well, maybe not ALL of them. im sure there's a select few that are decent enough.
well i feel as though my insides have been spoilt. i have NO idea what that means, but i feel like shit
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| dammit |
[07 Sep 2003|12:03pm] |
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everybody knows ~ johan |
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well here i am, waiting for something to happen, when i know that i should be working tworads it to happen instead. im just too self-concious to actually do what needs to be done. to say the things that need to be said.
the thing is, im immune to sensabilty
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