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[16 Jun 2007|10:02pm] |
If you have changed for the worst, is it because you are not acceptable to their standards or is it because you are who you are and you are not afraid to show that.
Why should you still hold on to what you only thing that you have cared about (to where you are now and who you are to this present day) when you could pass up what is right under your nose?
Why do we call eachother friends when we have grown so far apart we can not even ask eachother how have you been?
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[31 Jul 2006|10:48pm] |
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FREAKKKKINNNNNGGGGGGG OUTTTT
My body is freaking me out.
I am always sick.
I may have a life cylce
of its own.
I don't know how to handle
much of anything.
I have never felt more alone,
when I should feel like
they are always there.
Distance.
yeah, I don't handle "solitude" well.
Life.
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[18 Jun 2006|05:37pm] |
I feel useless.
Can't help but think
about myself every once
in awhile. Holding on by
a piece of thread.
Even though there are
those good things.
Nevermind.
Xanga is pointless.
Livejournal is dumb.
Myspace owns. :)
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[08 Feb 2006|07:22am] |
And when i see you
I really see you upside down
But my brain knows better
It picks you up and turns you around
Turns you around, turns you around
If you feel discouraged
That there's a lack of color here
Please don't worry lover
It's really bursting at the seems
Absorbing everything
The spectrum's a to z
This is fact not fiction
For the first time in years
And all the girls in every girlie magazine
Can't make me feel any less alone
I'm reaching for the phone
To call at 7:03 and on your machine I slur a plea for you to come home
But i know it's too late
I should have given you a reason to stay
Given you a reason to stay [x3]
This is fact not fiction
For the first time in years
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[08 Feb 2006|07:21am] |
Love of mine some day you will die
But I'll be close behind
I'll follow you into the dark
No blinding light or tunnels to gates of white
Just our hands clasped so tight
Waiting for the hint of a spark
If heaven and hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the no's on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark
In Catholic school as vicious as Roman rule
I got my knuckles brusied by a lady in black
And I held my toungue as she told me
"Son fear is the heart of love"
So I never went back
If heaven and hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the no's on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark
You and me have seen everything to see
From Bangcock to Calgary
And the soles of your shoes are all worn down
The time for sleep is now
It's nothing to cry about
Cause we'll hold each other soon
The blackest of rooms
If heaven and hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the no's on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark
Then I'll follow you into the dark
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[07 Feb 2006|07:28am] |
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We all were lost now we are found
No one can stop us or slow us down
We are the named and we are known
We know that we'll never walk alone
But I'm feeling alright
Here at the top of the world
Doing just fine
Here at the top of the world
We hold our own by keeping our hearts cold
And we've learned what matters most
So we keep our hearts cold
how can i bear this any longer
arms stretched out only to hold separation
take me away
i'm dying inside, emptied before you
take me into your arms
i will fight until the day when i will see
sight given to these blind eyes
when will i be taken from this life?
take what is Yours
you deserve more than my life
my hope has been beset by your absence
i decay from inside
underneath it all there is still life
despite it all there is still love
Search
For
Truth
We might kiss when we are alone
When nobody's watching
We might take it home
We might make out when nobody's there
It's not that we're scared
It's just that it's delicate
So why do you fill my sorrow
With the words you've borrowed
From the only place you've know
And why do you sing Hallelujah
If it means nothing to you
Why do you sing with me at all?
We might live like never before
When there's nothing to give
Well how can we ask for more
We might make love in some sacred place
The look on your face is delicate
I want you hear tonight
I want you hear
'Cause I can't believe what I found
I want you hear tonight
I want you hear
Nothing is taking me down, down, down...
Except you my love. Except you my love...
Come all ye lost
Dive into moss
I hope that my sanity covers the cost
To remove the stain of my love
Paper mach?
I wanna hear what you have to say about me
Hear if you're gonna live without me
I wanna hear what you want
I remember december
And I wanna hear what you have to say about me
Hear if you're gonna live without me
I wanna hear what you want
What the hell do you want
Say anything, but say what you mean.
When you whisper you want this
your eyes tell the same.
We are gaining speed
I can barely breathe.
Cause I'm caught in suspension.
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[07 Dec 2005|05:27pm] |
a boy: bye dear
I wish I could do something right for this kid.
Make him happy?
Idk.
There is another boy.
Where has the hope gone.
I am so frustrated.
my mind needs a break.
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[06 Dec 2005|04:04pm] |
Yeah, you still kiss me, but it's just on the cheek
Yeah, you still kiss me, but it's just on the cheek
Yeah, you still kiss me sometimes, but it's just on the cheek
You pull away so easily
And I still call you, but I get your machine
And I still call you, but I get your machine
And if I'm lucky I guess, I get your roommate answering
But you're at the bar, or at Gene's
And we go to dinner, but you won't hold my hand
We sit at the same table, but we don't play with our feet
Yeah, we still go to dinner sometimes, but we don't sneak a kiss
When the waitress turns around
And we still watch movies, but we don't share the couch
And we still rent movies, but we don't share the couch
Yeah, we still watch movies sometimes, but you don't lay in my lap
The plot is slow, take a nap
And you even stay over, but now we stay in our clothes
Yeah, you'll even sleep over, but now we stay in our clothes
Yeah, you even sleep over sometimes, but we stay in our clothes
I'm only there so that you're not alone
And you say that I hurt you, in a voice like a prayer
Yeah, you say that I've hurt you, and your voice is like a prayer
Yeah, well maybe I hurt you sometimes, but let's contrast and compare
Lift up your shirt, the wound isn't there
I guess that your truth, is just the ghost of your lies
I guess your kind of truth, is just the ghost of your lies
Yeah, your kind of truth, darling, is just the ghost of your lies
I see through them all the time
So I'm pouring some whiskey, I'm gonna get drunk
Yeah, I'm pouring myself some whiskey, I'm going to get really fucking drunk
I'm pouring some whiskey right now, I'm going to get so, so drunk
That I pass out, forget your face, by the time I wake up.
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[02 Dec 2005|01:07am] |
but i better be quiet now,
i'm tired of wasting my breath
carrying on, not over it yet.
wish i knew what you were doing.
why you want to do it this way.
so i can't go the distance,
i got a long way to go,
i'm getting further away.
i got a long way to go
getting further away.
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[22 Nov 2005|07:49am] |
The voices of addicted car freaks is filling my ears.
good morning
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[08 Nov 2005|04:42pm] |
One last kiss for you
One more wish to you
Please make up your mind (boy)...
I'd do anything for you
One last kiss for you
On more wish to you
Please make up your mind (boy)...
Before I hope you die
School is school.
Skipping 1st block will be a new thing to do.
--blade of grass once more
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[05 Nov 2005|01:25am] |
We might kiss when we are alone
When nobody's watching
We might take it home
We might make out when nobody's there
It's not that we're scared
It's just that it's delicate
So why do you fill my sorrow
With the words you've borrowed
From the only place you've know
And why do you sing Hallelujah
If it means nothing to you
Why do you sing with me at all?
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[31 Oct 2005|05:16am] |
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What do I do?
I am so confused.
So, I'm thinking.
"This has been said
so many times that
I'm not sure if it
Matters."
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[19 Oct 2005|05:41am] |
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love you so, i very much
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[16 Oct 2005|07:25pm] |
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[10 Oct 2005|12:56pm] |
I care a great deal.
Don't EVER question it.
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[03 Oct 2005|07:46am] |
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"I am in love with you
But if you love me
If you love me
You love me
Love me
Me.
I suppose I'll always love you."
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[30 Sep 2005|12:10pm] |
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Psh
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[19 Sep 2005|06:05pm] |
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-----Basic Shizzle-----
Name: Rachel
Age: 15
Sex: Female
Birthday: March 26, 1990
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Dark Brown
Where are you from: St. Martin
Where do you currently live: St. Martin
-----Favorite Shizzle-----
Favorite word: I don't know.
Favorite number: 9
Favorite letter: lowercase z
Favorite color: Purple
Favorite car: I don't know cars well enough
Favorite vacation spot: I don't know.
Favorite place to think: When I am running
Favorite place to hang out: anywhere with my friends
Favorite drink (non-alchy): moutain dew and water
Favorite drink (alchy): vodka
Favorite resturant: Bangcock House [ Error: Irreparable invalid markup ('<sp?>') in entry. Owner must fix manually. Raw contents below.] -----Basic Shizzle-----
Name: Rachel
Age: 15
Sex: Female
Birthday: March 26, 1990
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Dark Brown
Where are you from: St. Martin
Where do you currently live: St. Martin
-----Favorite Shizzle-----
Favorite word: I don't know.
Favorite number: 9
Favorite letter: lowercase z
Favorite color: Purple
Favorite car: I don't know cars well enough
Favorite vacation spot: I don't know.
Favorite place to think: When I am running
Favorite place to hang out: anywhere with my friends
Favorite drink (non-alchy): moutain dew and water
Favorite drink (alchy): vodka
Favorite resturant: Bangcock House <sp?>
Favorite meal of the day: Dinner
Favorite teacher (ever): Mrs. Tavel (transitions)
Favorite band: Oh gosh, He is Legend
Favorite sport: Soccer and Tennis
Favorite person: Corinne
-----Random shizzle----
What do you drive: Nothing
Whats your shoe size: 8
Whos a famous person that bothers you: I don't really pay attention.
What kind of cell phone do you have: a nokia
What cell service: cellular south
Do you like where you live? if my sister would grow up and move
Speak more than one language fluently: no
Where do you want to go to college: to young
-----This or That (shizzle....)-----
Up or down: down
left or right: left
Red or Green: red
fast or slow: fast
big or small: big
open or closed: open
high or low: high
dry or wet: wet
cold or hot: cold
..2 or ..6 million: 2
Macro or Nano: I don't know what is.
bling or shiny: bling
ocean or pool: ocean
outside or inside: Outside
-----Lasts things-----
Last name: Webb
Last fast food dinner: Taco Bell
Last phone call sent: Brandon
Last phone call received: Meaghan
Last person thanked: I don't know, I think Nina. The girl from Minnesota.
Last person said I love you to: Me nephew, since he is the best baby ever.
Last who told you I love you: Corinne
Last person you played a prank on: I'm not a prakster, I'm totally gangsta. ;)
Last time you got sick: my throat hurts now
Last stupid thing you did: Ummmmm, danced naked in my room. HAH, j/k
Last person who told you they had a crush on you: your mom.
Last person you had a crush on: No comment.
Last good laugh: With the Original Crew --Corinne, Scott, Josh, Chris-- And, the help of Amanda and Megan
Last arguement: With my sister last night.
Last time you ate at waffle house: a couple days after the storm, with a friends family.
-----Have you Ever-----
Lied: yes
Cheated (on anything): tests
Stolen: sure
Shot a gun: not yet, but my uncle is going to teach me
Driven over 130 mph: No
Got a ticket for anything: not yet
Passed out from heat: nope
Ran away: mmhmm
Snuck out: oh god, the stories.
Dated someone your parents didnt approve of: yep
Smoked a ciggarette: yes
Snorted a pixie stick: gross
Made fun of a teacher/boss/cop to his or her face: yeahh, mr. daniel and mrs. hanson
-----Would you-----
Join the armed forces: no
Have more than 2 kids: doubt yep
Run from cops: never had too
Cheat on a boyfriend or girlfriend: No way.
Go on a date with someone from the internet: Oh gosh, haha
Date someone 4 years older than you: God, Gross.
Admit to stealing something from your parents: Depends
-----Random Poo-----
Are you a virgin: No
Have you ever been kissed: yes
Do you have an iPod: Nope
Do you have a job: Nope
Hardest friend to get in touch with: Nick and Blake
Best Friend: Corinne
Ever been caught by the parents: Doing what??
Are you bored: yes
Is that the reason you did this: of coarse
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My friends mom made me laugh really hard today.
We were driving, and there was this car driving slow,
In front of her.. and just staring at her. Dickhead.
She said aloud :::::
"You can suck my asshole dry!"
I thought that was rather gross, but so funny.
Anyways ----
I am going.
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