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Friday, September 5th, 2008
emoleericks
[ rosemist ]
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12:01p
god blessed, i love you, but god,
you mean more to me than any three-hole-punched fake scripture could come from me
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emoleericks
[ rosemist ]
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11:19a
love sees love's happiness, but happiness can't see that love is sad, that love is sad. sadness is hanging there, to show love somewhere, something, needs a change; they need a change.
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emoleericks
[ rosemist ]
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11:11a
you love a stone,
you love a stone
because it's smooth,
and it's cold.
and you'd love most to be told
that it's all your own.
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emoleericks
[ degausser ]
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10:45a
WHY DID I HAVE TO MOVE? WHY WHEN EVERYONE DECIDES "HEY PITTSBURGH DOESNT SUCK SO MUCH LETS PLAY THERE" I AM IN A DIFF STATE THAN COUNTRY?
omg this is the wrong decision
i shoulve gone to pitt
what was i thinking
OR WHAT WHY DID I CHOOSE THE SCOTTISH COUNTRYSIDE OVER NEW YORK OR CHICAGO? ! :(
idk this is only about manch orch thats the only people whose touring BUT STILL GUHSKJF :(
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emoleericks
[ sobrightlyfalse ]
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6:34a
The world has turned & left me here............
Word to fiinding your bf has an account on a dating site.... when you've been together for a yr.
:( Fuck boysssssssss
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emolyrics
[ blinking_eight ]
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12:12a
And the picture frames are facing down
and the ringing from this empty sound
is deafening and keeping you from sleep.
And breathing is a foreign task
and thinking's just too much to ask
and you're measuring your minutes by a clock that's blinking eights.
this song never seems to get old
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emoleericks
[ degausser ]
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1:08a
is it weird to randomly not be able to sleep at one am bc you suddenly NEED to have a dance party to your favourite weapon? WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME
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(comment on this) Thursday, September 4th, 2008
emolyrics
[ blinking_eight ]
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11:51p
And I can always find her
At the bottom of a plastic cup
Drowning in drunk sincerity
A sad and lonely girl
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emoleericks
[ rosemist ]
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11:31p
Then the massive hands lifted the new people up to a pair of giant indescribable lips and whispered, in a fundamentally untranslatable Creator-language, something that meant, approximately:
This time, be kind to one another. Remember: each of you wants to be happy. And I want you to. Each of you wants to live free from fear. And I want you to.
Each of you are secretly afraid you are not good enough. But you are, trust me, you are.
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[ degausser ]
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11:21p
:( my bro is like O LETS WATCH DEAD LIKE ME.. okay 5 more minutes.... 10 more minutes... AN HOUR... its been like 103-403 hours
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[ rosemist ]
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11:13p
That night Freeda had a dream. In her dream, her daughter Gertrude was a tall beautiful vase belonging to Phil, who kept holding Gertrude up to the light, looking for flaws. Freeda was a small furry dog, who kept leaping up, trying to bite Phil as he inspected Gertrude.
"Put her down, put her down," Freeda barked at him. "Why do you want to be so bad?"
"I am not bad," said Phil. "I am totally good. What I do, benefits all."
Then Phil found a flaw and threw Gertrude against the wall, breaking her into a thousand pieces.
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