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[16 Jan 2008|05:42pm] |
I wish I could live free.
I hope it's not beyond me.
Settling down it takes time.
One day we'll live together,
and life will be better.
I have it here yeah in my mind.
Baby, you know someday you'll slow grow.
And baby, my heart's been breaking.
I gave a lot to you.
I take a lot from you too.
You slave a lot for me.
Guess you could say I gave you my edge.
But I can't pretend I need to defend some part of me from you.
I know I've spent some time all lying.
I can't pretend I don't need to defend some part of me from you.
I know I've spent some time all lying.
You're looking alright tonight.
I think we should go.
You're looking alright tonight.
I think we should go.
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[07 Sep 2007|10:58pm] |
Karma police, arrest this man, he talks in maths
He buzzes like a fridge, hes like a detuned radio
Karma police, arrest this girl, her hitler hairdo, is making me feel ill
And we have crashed her party
This is what you get, this is what you get
This is what you get, when you mess with us
Karma police, Ive given all I can, its not enough
Ive given all I can, but were still on the payroll
This is what you get, this is what you get
This is what you get, when you mess with us
And for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself
And for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself
For a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself
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| don't you forget about me |
[27 Jun 2007|06:01pm] |
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How does everyone feel about me moving to Austria to be with him?
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| Oh, my sweet Eric |
[17 Apr 2007|01:54pm] |
My baby is coming home tonight!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It has been too long.
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[06 Apr 2007|08:05pm] |
I need to better myself.
I need to stop thinking that I am helpless and that things are hopeless.
I need to work towards actually achieving my goals.
I am going to try.
I am going to try to think positive and stop the self-loathing.
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| Hard to find a more heartbreaking song |
[21 Mar 2007|03:55pm] |
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Modest mouse- bankrupt on selling |
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well all the apostles-they're sitting in swings
saying "i'd sell off my savior for a set of new rings
and some sandles with the style of straps that cling best to the era"
so all of the businessers in their unlimited
hell where they buy and they sell and they sell all their
trash to each other but they're sick of it all
and they're bankrupt on selling
and all of the angels
they'd sell off yer soul for a set of new wings and anything gold
they remember
the people they loved their old friends
and i've seen through'em all seen through'em all and seen through most everything
all the people you knew were the actors
all the people you knew were the actors
well, i'll go to college and i'll learn some big words
and i'll talk real loud
goddamn right i'll be heard
you'll remember all the guys that said all those big words he must've
learned in college
and it took a long time
i came clean with myself
i come clean out of love with my lover
i still love her
loved her more when she used to be sober and i was kinder
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[19 Mar 2007|04:50pm] |
I thrive on the only comforting thought I can think of...
That maybe someday I will run away to New Zealand.
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| Oyster crackers |
[04 Feb 2007|03:51pm] |
So, my mom brought home a delicious snack made of oyster crackers and some seasonings.
I think the seasonings involve dry ranch dressing mixture, dill and something else. I'm not really sure.
Apparently, this is a very old and popular snack and I am delighted to have found it.
If anyone knows exactly the recipe of this delicous snack, I would be greatful to hear it.
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| Don't want to be your monkey wrench |
[27 Jan 2007|08:36pm] |
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As much as I may have bitched about people allowing themselves to turn into zombies over video games, I have succumbed to such behavior.
I eat, breathe and think guitar hero.
I fall asleep thinking about the chords and I groggily force myself to wake up to play more guitar hero.
If anyone has played guitar hero or guitar hero 2, they probably understand.
I have just beat psycho-billy freak out on medium and bought the grim reaper character.
I am stoked.
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| jesus christ |
[22 Jan 2007|02:04am] |
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The state of uncertainty is a mean one.
I am most likely uncomfortable with the probable outcome.
I just want to be sure of SOMETHING...
even if it is a negative thing.
I'm sorry all of my posts are so vague and dramatic.
I'm too much of a pussy to come out and say what I mean and I'm too young to not exaggerate everything.
I wish I had a mentor to figure out my life for me...or at least head me in the right direction.
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| Panic disorder |
[10 Jan 2007|12:16am] |
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"blah blah blah bullshit. my life sucks. i wish i could cry but i have no tears left and my tears fell like the rain." -Rob
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[04 Jan 2007|06:35pm] |
LAYER ONE:
Spell your name with bands/artists
L- Low
E- Elliott Smith
A- American analog set
H- Hornet
LAYER TWO:
-- Name: Leah
-- Birth date: October 17th
-- Nicknames: Smalls, Twoey, Bobie, Littles, etc.
-- Eye Color: Dark Brown
-- Hair Color: Naturally blonde...but currently, magenta.
-- Righty or Lefty: righty
-- Best friend(s): I have a lot.
LAYER THREE:
-- The shoes you wore today: My knee-high boots.
Your perfect pizza: Depends on my mood. I had an especially delicious jalepeno and pepporoni pizza once.
LAYER FIVE:
-- Pepsi or Coke: Pepsi
-- McDonald's or Burger King: McDonald's breakfast.
-- Adidas or Nike: Adidas, I guess?
-- Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: Indifferent.
-- Chocolate or Vanilla: Chocolate
-- Cappuccino or coffee: Coffee
LAYER SIX
-- Do you sing: Pretty much incessantly.
-- Do you shower everyday: No.
-- Do you think you have been in love: Yes.
-- Want to go to college: Who needs college when you've got drugs?
-- Think you're a health freak: Opposite?
-- Get along with your parents: For the most part.
LAYER SEVEN:
In the past month..
-- Gone to the mall: Yes
-- Kissed someone: Yes
-- Eaten an entire box of Oreos: Nope
-- Eaten Sushi: Nope
-- Been on stage: No
-- Gone skating: Yes, ice skating.
-- Made homemade cookies: Yes, as a matter of fact.
-- Stolen anything: No
LAYER EIGHT:
Have you ever...
--Gotten in big trouble with your parents: Yep.
--Lied about your age: Yes
--Used a fake ID: Yes
LAYER NINE:
-- Age you hope to be married: Whenever I feel comfortable with it.
-- Number of Children: I have no way of telling, now.
LAYER TEN
On the opposite sex..
-- Best eye color: Doesn't matter.
-- Best hair color: Doesn't matter.
-- Short hair or long hair?: Whatever. In retrospect, probably long.
LAYER ELEVEN:
-- Number of people you could trust with your life: I couldn't tell you. Hopefully a handful.
-- Number of CDs you own: Over a hundred.
-- Number of piercings: Ears, sometimes.
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[31 Dec 2006|09:46pm] |
AH! I feel like I have been sleeping for hours.
I am patiently waiting for Paige and Sam's return and for the New year festivities to begin.
Kayli and I have the worst car-luck imaginable.
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[27 Dec 2006|10:31am] |
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FUUUCK!
So, last night a couple of my friends and I drank at Brooke's...after shortly dismissing a ridiculous party. I fell asleep in Brooke's bed around 1:00, assuming I would wake up within a few hours and go home.
However, I just fucking woke up and it is nearly 10:00 AM and I have once again missed school.
I feel worthless.
Also, who the hell is snoring on Brooke's couch??
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| merry christmas |
[25 Dec 2006|04:32pm] |
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the mountain goats- love, love, love |
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king saul fell on his sword when it all went wrong,
and joseph's brothers sold him down the river for a song,
and sonny liston rubbed some tiger balm into his glove.
some things you do for money and some you do for love love love.
raskolnikov felt sick but he couldn't say why
when he saw his face reflected in his victim's twinkling eye.
some things you'll do for money and some you'll do for fun,
but the things you do for love are going to come back to you one by one.
love love is going to lead you by the hand
into a white and soundless place.
now we see things as in a mirror dimly.
then we shall see each other face to face.
and way out in seattle young kurt cobain
snuck out to the greenhouse, put a bullet in his brain.
snakes in the grass beneath our feet, rain in the clouds above,
some moments last forever, but some flare up with love love love.
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[11 Dec 2006|05:00am] |
Do you have the following in your bedroom:
Condoms: Yes
Cell phone: No
Chair/stool: Yes
Dresser: Yes
Computer/laptop: No
Bean bag: No
Pictures: Yes
Mirror: Yes
Skateboard: No
Single or double Bed: Queen
Clothes on the floor: Not right now.
smoke detector: Yeah
Piano/keyboard/Guitar/bass/drums: Keyboard
Locking door: No
Bottle of water: No
Black light: No
Medals/ribbons: No
Awards: No
CDs: Yes
Flag: No
Stop sign/any sign: No
Paintball/Airsoft gun: No
Real Gun: No
Books: Yeah
Nintendo: No
Xbox: No
Playstation: No
Stereo: Yes
Television: No
Cable: No
Lighter: Yes
Gum: No
How many windows do you have in ur room? 1
What is the color of your walls? A terrible shade of blinding pink
Do you get ready for the day in your room or the bathroom? Both
What color is your bed sheet? Pink
What's on your walls? Posters. Random things. Pictures, maybe?
Has the opposite sex been in your room before? Yes
Has the opposite sex been on your bed? Yes
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