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[Jun. 29th, 2008|11:52 pm] |
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| | Do I look like a slut- Avenue D | ] |
I haven't really updated this thing in a while. I don't really see what purpose this thing serves anymore. Day to day accounts of your life are sort of overrated. I'm sure this type of thing is therapeutic for some, but I'm not one of those.
Those who truly want an update on my life are in the dark for a reason.
Besides, I have enough stuff to find and ask myself why I was so sad all the time.
( Read more... ) |
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[Jun. 23rd, 2008|01:31 am] |
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Good night, sweet prince. |
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[May. 16th, 2008|09:26 am] |
Why today is a good day:
I danced to lil wayne while getting dressed
I listened to Iron Maiden on my way to school
I got out of school at 8:30
I got breakfast with Maria
I'm going back to sleep now. |
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[Apr. 18th, 2008|03:14 pm] |
Oblivious as usual.
Do you know? Do you even care?
No, you were wrapped up in you. |
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[Apr. 1st, 2008|11:48 pm] |
Ask me out
Take me over
Walk around
Meet my mother
Take me down
To the cellar
All around
I see
Reminders
Of then
Why am I surprised?
Lies and bullshit
And bullshit and lies
You'd think I'd give up
After so many tries
But my finger's on the trigger
And my eyes are on the prize |
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[Mar. 26th, 2008|06:42 am] |
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Hi. I know one of your is reading this! |
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[Mar. 23rd, 2008|10:06 pm] |
This time things gonna be changin'
Start a new
Rearranging
I got a new
Girl i'm seein'
Just like the last one, jus' like the first one.
Live for today
Not tomorrow
Keep movin' away from sorrow
Ain't one to beg or borrow |
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[Feb. 20th, 2008|10:26 pm] |
I am waiting 'til there's nothing left
I'm a prayer, all you see is breath
I am empty, I am skin and bones, I'm a ribcage
Well, I'm out the door with apathy
But I'm coming home with sympathy
I am realized, I am shamed, I choose to stay here
You got a sign, so I paid the ransom
You felt sorry, so I felt the wrath come
Had a nice grip on my life 'til you twisted my arm
My arm
There's a song I love so much I stole
Every precious note I took, I sold
Now I spit out words, do you see my lungs on the dance floor?
To a hopeless cause, I sold my soul
A romantic plastic piece of shit you can mold
Until I break into chokable pieces
You got a sign, so I paid the ransom
You felt sorry, so I felt the wrath come
Had a nice grip on my life 'til you twisted my arm
My arm
And I open up like the back of a book
I ruin everything with just a quick look
And I settle down like a rocket explodes
Hit the ground, but how far out who knows
You got a sign, so I paid the ransom
You felt sorry, so I felt the wrath come
Had a nice grip on my life 'til you twisted my arm
My arm |
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[Jan. 21st, 2008|01:31 am] |
Everything was beautiful,
and nothing hurt. |
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[Jan. 2nd, 2008|12:09 am] |
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My new years resolutions for this year are...
Have a near life experience.
Stay friends with Adrianna and Maria.
Take more road trips.
Stay classy.
Be employed.
Not throw up Mexican food again.
Keep Blake in my life. |
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[Dec. 13th, 2007|10:51 pm] |
I think I'm closing this journal.
Nothing bad is happening and everything else is just boring.
Sooo I guess I'll only use this to read and comment now.
Seeya kids. |
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[Dec. 6th, 2007|03:13 pm] |
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I GOT INTO NEW COLLEGE! I GOT INTO NEW COLLEGE! ERIC CALLED ME EARLY JUST TO TELL ME! I GOT IN! I GOT IN! |
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[Dec. 4th, 2007|06:03 pm] |
My computer went into the shop today.
My car goes into the shop tomorrow.
I'm out of both my toys for the week. Oh well. |
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[Nov. 11th, 2007|03:06 pm] |
Weird is...
seeing a guy you've been insisting is a creep for years get taken down by bounty hunters on Courtv...for...child molestation. |
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[Oct. 24th, 2007|03:53 pm] |
My brother lives in the ghetto.
That is all. |
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[Oct. 17th, 2007|09:16 pm] |
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I miss physical closeness. |
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[Oct. 5th, 2007|06:55 pm] |
omgomgomgomgomg Gonna pick Blake up from the airport now!!!!!!!
=D
=D
=D |
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[Sep. 26th, 2007|06:36 am] |
Waking up to a torrential downpour?
Yup, it's gotta be my birthday. |
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[Sep. 9th, 2007|05:46 pm] |
Tell Me About You
1. Name:
2. Birthday:
3. Place of residence:
4. What makes you happy:
5. What are you listening to now/have listened to last:
6. Do you read my lj:
7. If you do, what is particularly good/bad about it:
8. An interesting fact about you:
9. Are you in love/have a crush at the moment:
10. Favourite place to be:
11. Favourite lyric:
12. Best time of the year:
13. Weirdest food you like:
14. Do farts make you laugh:
Recommend
1. A film:
2. A book:
3. A band, a song and an album:
Me
1. One thing you like about me:
2. Two things you like about yourself:
3. Put this in your lj so I can tell you what I think of you |
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[Jul. 13th, 2007|12:27 am] |
She said 'I like giants
Especially girl giants
Cause all girls feel too big sometimes
Regardless of their size' |
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| What I just realized. |
[Jul. 3rd, 2007|04:36 pm] |
I'm too clingy. Just because someone doesn't want to be around me all the time doesn't mean they don't like me.
Great. Now I just need to remember that from now on... |
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| Two things. My weekly ego boost. |
[Jul. 3rd, 2007|01:21 am] |
1. Comment anonymously with something. Anything. A message to me, a secret, a poem. Even if it has nothing to do with me. IP logging is off for this.
2. Comment (not anonymously) with a memory you have of us or something that reminds you of me.
I'll reply to everything. |
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| Jamie is gay. |
[Jun. 29th, 2007|09:28 pm] |
This entry won't be friends only. Jamie likes it in the butt. That is all. |
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[Jun. 13th, 2007|07:44 pm] |
Focus on the imminent death of my lifelong companion, Gizmo, has been shifted away from and towards the approaching legions of the undead.
All the neighbors have fled save for the lawyer next door, his wife, and children. We have the comfort of having the ocean nearby and a marina full of boats at our disposal. That is, if it comes to that. The ammunition my father has always insisted on having, the standard machete that comes with all Cuban families, and Marcus's collection of louisville sluggers should aid us when it does come time to flee. We have plenty of food and gas for the generator so who knows how long that will be. The hurricane shutters are drawn and we are hoping we're prepared for a storm much larger than Andrew. |
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[May. 28th, 2007|02:56 pm] |
This, myspace, and facebook will be purged shortly.
If you want to be in contact with me then make the effort. |
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