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[Sep. 13th, 2006|10:35 am] |
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[Jan. 31st, 2006|12:02 am] |
a pile of boken pieces
just shards of my past
ive got two hammers for fists
in a world thats made of glass |
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[Jan. 23rd, 2006|08:35 pm] |
i want to be where he is
and thats fucking scary as it gets.
infected together. |
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[Jan. 19th, 2006|10:53 pm] |
i want you to take it apart
forget i was ever there
forget im under your nose
you think im a breath of fresh air
and i just want to explode
i want my remains to be the decor of the closet
let go of what you think, im just what you wanted
selfish
bitter
little bitch
strangle
me now
i cant TAKE THIS SHIT.
break my neck
so i can crack a smile
never let me
drink and dial!
let me hide away
things were fine when i was dead
and nothings left
in this pretty head
hold me
i want to slow dance
please.
i dont know what i want
but baby,
your WHAT I NEED.
i want to be hurt
one more time
i want to give you yours
and lose my mind.
please just give it up
im a FUCKING DISEASE
i need to feel my arms
you need to fucking leave.
hold my heart in your fist
and hold my hands within yours
kiss me please
and be in love behind closed doors
Im not ready to let go...
because ive never wanted more...
i never saw fireworks
from a kiss before....
boys, im with you on this one...
wheres our time machine? |
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[Jan. 19th, 2006|01:07 pm] |
I want to crawl into bed with him...
and go on about how this means this
and he did that
and she did this.
I want his rude side comments
to laugh at or shove him for.
I want him to ask why the hell people feel the need to concern me with their lives.
And for me to argue these people matter.
and in the end just lay together watching family fued.
because when i was in those arms
and in that bad...
this didn't matter.
and now i am part of IT. |
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[Jan. 11th, 2006|06:33 pm] |
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Note to all: Don't binge date. |
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[Jan. 3rd, 2006|08:03 pm] |
i want a hundred things that dont exist
i want honesty
i want... no cheating
no stealing
no lieing
or faking
i want reality.
i want somone to be who they are and well...
iwhat you see is what you get.
And if i say i wont do something, i wont do it.
I want someone who can be them and be damn proud of that.
sorry. im getting so sick of fakers. |
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[Oct. 27th, 2005|08:05 pm] |
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"the worst part isn't htat you've had it bad, but that your SO pissed off that others have had it good." |
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[Feb. 23rd, 2005|06:40 pm] |
| How to make a xylzr |
Ingredients:
3 parts whore
1 part silliness
3 parts |
Method:
Stir together in a glass tumbler with a salted rim. Add a little cocktail umbrella and a dash of wisdom |
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[Jan. 22nd, 2005|06:35 pm] |
| [ | Feeling |
| |  bored | ] |
| [ | Listening |
| | SoCo- Konstantine | ] |
( mod's i want.... ) |
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| Strawberry. |
[Jan. 22nd, 2005|12:51 am] |
| [ | Feeling |
| |  refreshed | ] |
| [ | Listening |
| | Blues Traveler- "The Hook" | ] |
( constant inconsistancy. ) |
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| dazzle frost. |
[Dec. 24th, 2004|09:03 pm] |
| [ | Feeling |
| | rejuvenated | ] |
| [ | Listening |
| | The Vapors- "Turning JApanese" | ] |
BEST IDEA- Sticking a safety pin through the back of my neck nape-style. Not for piercing reasons. Just because of one of the random tumor like things.
I feel good right now.
No reason why.
Things are the same (if not worse) then before.
Except my grades are
Gym&Us history- 80-89.
Math-N/A
and English, Bio & Buisness- 90-100.
satisfying...
yet to fail this year.
...in school.
Merry Eve. |
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[Dec. 4th, 2004|05:25 pm] |
| [ | Feeling |
| | crushed | ] |
| [ | Listening |
| | Blink182- "I wont be home for X-mas" | ] |
( no.give it back.NOW. ) |
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