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[15 Jun 2011|09:59pm] |
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youd just place your bet, make the call, go run and hide
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[08 Feb 2007|12:18pm] |
this is how it works. it feels a little worse than when we drove our hearse right through that screaming crowd. while laughing up a storm. until we were just bone. until it got so warm. that none of us could sleep. and all the styrofoam began to melt away. we tried to find some words to aid in the decay but none of them were home. inside their catacomb a million ancient bees began to sting our knees while we were on our knees praying that disease would leave the ones we love and never come again.
on the radio, we heard november rain. that solo is pretty long but its a pretty song. we listened to it twice cus the dj was asleep.
this is how it works. youre young until youre not. you love until you dont. you try until you cant. you laugh until you cry. you cry until you laugh. and everyone must breathe until their dying breath.
no. this is how it works. you peer inside yourself. you take the things you like and try to love the things you took. and then you take the love you made and stick it into someone else's heart. pumping someone else's blood and walking arm in arm. you hope it dont get harmed but even if it does, youll just do it all again
and on the radio, youll hear november rain. that solo is awful long but its a good refrain. you listen to it twice, cus the dj is asleep, on the radio.
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OH OH YOURE SO LOST IN MODERN ART.
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[20 Dec 2006|12:53pm] |
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i need to do something with my hair. FUCKING STAT.
i have a box of red hair dye. and a box of black that chloe never used and its here and if she doesnt claim it soon, its going on my FUCKING HEAD.
i love it cus its big. its SO big. my dad the other day "HERE'S 10 DOLLARS. GET A GOD DAMN HAIRCUT. YOU GOTTA DO SOMETHING ABOUT THAT" anytime my hair offends my DAD of all people on earth, is when i know its really just too big. ive also gotten "spoken" to about it at work. haha. BUT I'M BORED. BUT I CANT DYE IT DARK CUS THE ENDS ARE SO DEAD THAT DYE WONT STICK TO THEM. BUT I DONT WANT TO CUT. SOMEONE TELL ME WHAT TO DO. I'M LOST.
i just cant stop listening to ani difranco. IT NEVER ENDS.
i am writing the story of how hard we tried.
your flesh has been my pillow
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[12 Dec 2006|01:50pm] |
hi
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[08 Dec 2006|07:45am] |
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"president bush states that the situation in iraq is bad"
O RLY?
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[08 Dec 2006|07:19am] |
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i had a dream that i went to a sum 41 concert. and the bass player was soooo cute, and he was actually one of my myspace friends, and we were making "EYES" at eachother. and i was like "omg soooo cute" and there were some girls next to me that were spraying love spell, and i got really nostalgic. so anyway, after the set, or whatever, the bass player boy came over and was talking to me. and being cute.
[right before this happened i had went to the bathroom, and gotten my period. i was half expecting it to be there when i woke up this morning. how do you half expect something? i dont know its just a turn of phrase. how do you turn a phrase? god youre dumb, thank god for that ass]
so then somehow, i was on LOST. in the jungle. and it was season three. but none of the characters that i know were there. there were 2 girls, and one of them had found a lump in her boob. then as i walked through the jungle, with myspace boy, and we came to the end of the jungle, and it was like, a state park. and there were tourists walking around. and i saw a sign that we were in deerfeild.
so i found a house and went inside. and i was like "wow this looks just like chloe's house" so i looked more, and discovered it was her house cus there was pictures of us on her desk. so i wrote her a note, and told her i was there and that i had to ge back to the jungle.
so i went back to the jungle, and i had made these 2 friends on the island [why i didnt tell them about fnding deerfeild and our possible rescue, i dont know] anyway. they were 2 guys, and they said they had found a truck on the island that we could all sleep in. and i was telling them that if i could go back in time, i would do one thing different in hopes that it would alter fate and i never would have gotten on the plane to australia.
i was laying on the ground in the jungle, and i knew that if i opened my eyes, the season three monster would be there, right in front of my face. so i opened them and it was there. and it was sooo scary. it was this little like monkey thing. that was totally evil looking. so i closed my eyes and gave myself a pep talk to calm down. [for people that actually watch lost, i let the fear take over for 5 seconds!] then i opened my eyes, and i was in my bed.
it was a very real, intense dream that i cant describe really well. i just remember being all over the jungle and stuff. it was cool.
p.s. i hate when myspace isnt working up to par. then i have to resort to wondering around livejournal. UGH.
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[06 Dec 2006|11:45am] |
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did you ever fall asleep with your arm hanging off the bed, like at the elbow. its like the worst thing ever when you wake up and bend your arm back. ouch.
its gotta be worse than childbirth. oh definately.
uhhhh i just hocked up a bloody loogie. uhh sup lung cancer.
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[04 Dec 2006|11:46am] |
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everytime i work sundays and im off mondays, i go to sleep between 5 and 7pm on sundays and sleep until the next morning. i went to bed at 7 last night, slept till midnight, got up had some cereal and went back to sleep at one until 10 this morning. maybe cus my weekends are fucking insane. MAYBE.
i woke up this morning, and my sheets had come off my bed, so i threw the blanket so i could fix the sheets, when i looked at the bed after, this is what i found:
haha. fucking brian's coming.
my computer is seriously dying. how sad is that. i need to put all my pictures uploaded onto photobucket. cus if i lost 2 years of memories. someone is going to die.
i had some really messed up dreams last night. after i went back to bed, i dreamt about money and financials. having absolutely no money is a really depressing feeling. i dont know what im going to do about christmas. between family, friends and the grab bags im being forced to be in at work, im in trouble. i mean, i could afford christmas presents, but thats pretty much it. i cant expect to be able to eat, smoke, or leave the house at all for the next month.
this weekend at the bar was filled with much debauchery. im glad my camera stayed in my purse saturday night, cus i was really drunk, as was everyone else. i took a couple pictures on friday though..
schnita and i.
jacob [natalie's cousin] and i. hes so tall, it was
not easy to take myspace pix. hes like 9 feet tall.
natalie, ron, schnita. sandwich central.
schnita & pam. we all rip on pam so fucking much.
she looks like a dog.
idec.
i saw john yesterday. he came into work to volunteer. it was sewww good to see him. i dont even remember the last time i saw him. he told me hes going into premed when he goes to college. my john wants to be a doctor. how awesome is that. i kept calling him doc all day. aww :]
anyway. friday is our resident christmas party. this week should be hell at work. the christmas party is an insane event. but at least we're getting it over with early in the month.
yeah yeah yea. more useless information. i dont even care. bye.
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[28 Nov 2006|01:12pm] |
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i dont even care about livejournal anymore.
my life is a mess. thats all you need to know.
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[20 Nov 2006|11:25am] |
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so i was going to make a post. cus i havent in like a really long time. but my computer is being a fucking asshole. THIS is why i dont come online anymore. cus i hate my fucking computer.
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[25 Oct 2006|09:52am] |
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have you ever ran into a friend or someone at work, or school or wherever. and looked at them and right away, you thought to yourself "man you slept in, didnt you?"
thats how dubya looks ALL the time. fucking moron.
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[23 Oct 2006|03:54pm] |
post secrets with Vanilla Sky quotes make me smile
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[12 Oct 2006|11:32am] |
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[04 Oct 2006|11:43pm] |
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matthew and i rented Fatal Attraction tonite. which neither one of us had seen. and after it was over, here's what he said:
"here's what i learned from that movie.. if youre going to cheat, PULL OUT!"
LOLZ.
UHHH so i was just looking at myspace, and the top of the monitor like FREAKed out. and it looked like pages like being flipped VERY rapidly and and and i couldnt see any of the top bar. it was sooooo creepy. and i happened to be looking at chloe's myspace and after i turned off the monitor and turned it back on, everything was fine but matthew was like "uhh no more justin timberlake for you" lolz. IDEC. my computer is falling apart. someone buy me a laptop. STAT.
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[02 Oct 2006|04:33pm] |
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( fuck you payless )
i fucking hate you payless and your stupid fucking shoes.
i dont understand how this place is still open. i dont think ive EVER bought a pair of shoes from there that didnt make me want to saw my feet off. my feet are actually throbbing.
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