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[Jul. 22nd, 2006|02:33 pm] |
i want to go back to jamba so badly.
i love that job. |
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[Jul. 19th, 2006|02:44 pm] |
1. When you looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was the first thing you thought?
i'd do you.
2. How much cash do you have on you?
about 11 bucks and 4 very lovely plastic cards.
3. What's a word that rhymes with "DOOR?"
tour
4. Favorite planet?
Jupiter, Saturn and Neptune
5. Who is the 4th person on your missed call list on your cell phone?
Mother
6. What is your favorite ring on your phone?
sweet troubled soul
7. What shirt are you wearing?
orange tank
8. Do you "label" yourself?
janky
9. Name the brand of your shoes you're currently wearing?
my toesies are bare
10. Bright or Dark Room?
dark
11. What do you think about the person who took this survey?
retarded, lol. jk.
13. What were you doing at midnight last night?
in atlanta!! sitting next to an asshole!
14. What did your last text message you received on your cell say?
"cool...well gl"
15. Where is your nearest 7-11?
in dublin its up the street. here? uhhh idk, does ny have 7/11's?
16. What's a word that you say a lot?
JIZZZZ
17.Who told you he/she loved you last?
ANNA SKIRIANOS!!!!!
18. Last furry thing you touched?
airplane blanket and my traveling stuffed puppy.
19. How many drugs have you done in the last three days?
3 days? that would be...yikes. 4 and extra protein!!!
20. How many rolls of film do you need developed?
4 disposable cameras from god knows when.
21. Favorite age you have been so far?
4, 7, and 17.
22. Your worst enemy?
erin slutface james
23. What is your current desktop picture?
idk, not my comp, mine is airplanes and idiot pilot.
24. What was the last thing you said to someone?
"omg bon jovi!!! i love this song."
25. If you had to choose between a million bucks or to be able to fly what would it be?
I'd buy an effing fleet so i can fly them.
26. Do you like someone?
it's true
27. The last song you listened to?
effing bon jovi! |
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[Jul. 19th, 2006|02:39 pm] |
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i want to go to work. it gives me something to do. and i get paid to do it. |
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[Jul. 17th, 2006|10:11 am] |
If I could give it all up to be with you
I want you to know that I never would.
I'm selfish,
I'm in love with only altitude and me.
here's my heart,
but I'm sorry,
you'll never hold it's key.
there's no trust in us
so there's no future in this awkward relationship.
it's been a fun adventure
something false but, babe, I'll never forget.
If I'm not worth even the pennies in your pocket then
I'm sorry sweetie,
this just can't work out.
You'll always be broken
and I'll always be running
just start up the engine
and watch the propeller
take me away.
you can't ground me.
i'll never be grounded.
I've never felt better
and I've never felt so sorry
that suddenly,
Good-Bye, Good-Bye, Good-Bye sweetie, Good bye, is my new favorite catch phrase. |
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[Jul. 10th, 2006|12:06 am] |
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theres you,
who's in love with her,
who says she's sorry and wants you back,
but is going out with the boy she left you for,
who doesn't know she said she wants you back,
so she's playing him,
who thinks she cares,
but then she's playing you,
who thinks she cares.
you don't see that she's heartless and is doing to him what she did to you.
so he's innocent, just like me.
and we shouldn't have to stand for your guys's selfishness.
but I am the only one who doesn't hold a grudge and moves on and stays friends, because I can't afford to hate my best friends cousin. And frankly, i don't have the time or energy for foes.
I just wish you'd stop pretending like i don't matter. i know i matter.
stop hiding things. stop thinking i'll hate you, because i won't. just please, for the love of jesus stop keeping things from me and lying. it's not worth our friendship. I can be your best friend, the kind that stand by your bed with a bowl of soup and tissue when your sick, the kind that stand by and marry you off, the kind that baptize your children, the kind that travel light years just to see you. just dont forget about me after your done using me.
I am such an optimist in my heart. |
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[Jul. 3rd, 2006|10:56 pm] |
you're the asshole.
I'm the idiot.
And you're still not being honest with me.
thats fucking annoying. |
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[Jun. 29th, 2006|07:45 pm] |
it takes leaving California to truely appreciate it's beauty.
of course i love it. of course my heart is here. But it's also in New York, Boston, and DC. I almost feel like i can try to connect the pieces but somehow, wherever i end up, i will always feel like i'm not quite homesweethome.
it's almost like i feel lost from a place i never knew and i will go on for a lifetime just looking for the place i feel the most comfortable...or at least the place that can hold me down the longest.
California doesn't count because the only reason i've stayed here as long as i have is because i was too young to run away like i've always wanted.
countless times i've watch trains go by. thought about jumping into the open boxcar. 3 times i ran after it, i'll never forget it.
I don't know where I belong.
I'm the puzzle piece that can't find it's bigger picture.
maybe I'll find, maybe I won't, but I know I won't find it here. So...I'll leave, i'm good at that. |
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[Jun. 29th, 2006|07:42 pm] |
i's not because i'm in need of friends. it's that i need something that's mine that i don't care if people read but i'd like to pretend like it's for me personally.
this is for me,
i probably even like it better.
whatever to you. |
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[Jun. 29th, 2006|07:39 pm] |
Wearing your black eye like a badge of honor
Soaking in sympathy
from friends who never loved you
nearly half as much as me |
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