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[Sunday Jun 20th
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We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.
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[Tuesday Feb 17th
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feel so sick inside
somedays are better than others
monday is always late
here we are.
sometimes we fall together,
and times we fall apart.
I can't bear the weather,
put me back in the dark.
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[Monday Feb 2nd
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it's a beautiful, too-sunny day outside;
air conditioners on, brainfreeze delights.
had to work today.
I sort of think that I need to adjust my head,
for my thoughts are overrun, and I think that maybe if I had one of these corks removed, there'd leave just one more orifice for my ache to come pouring out.
problem is: people are closing up holes at a rapid rate, no one wants to hear it, no one wants to see it, no one wants to smell it, taste it, and absolutely no one wants to feel your pain.
there are only five senses, and it almost seems like a burden to relay any sort of reality on anyone, even a psychiatrist, who is strictly listening to the sound of cash register drawers opening, ringing, sounds of dollar bills flipping on repeat.
I'm not being dramatic, I'm just trying to relay the depth of my emotion, and that's not even correct to do. So I guess, in a sense, this is me asking for what to do, I'm not going into detail, because maybe even the people that do or do not read my livejournal will think that I'm over-reacting and trying to guilt trip.
Think about it this way: I wouldn't be such an expert at sending people on their safe travels to guilt, if there was no reason to feel guilty in the first place.
true?
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[Wednesday Feb 20th
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puking puking puking.
good morning, marissa.
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[Monday Jul 30th
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"and you flip that hair until that bitch is gone outta your mind."
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| from Grant |
[Friday Jul 13th
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List seven songs you are into right now, no matter what the genre, whether they have words, or even if they're not any good, but they must be songs you're really enjoying now. Post these instructions in your LiveJournal along with your seven songs. Then tag seven other people to see what they're listening to.
1) "Perfect World" - Sublime. It's a perfect song to sing in the car, really high.
2) "Starshine" - Gorillaz. It's a beautiful song forever.
3) "Bad, Bad Leroy Brown" - Jim Croce. He's a fucking sav from the late 60s.
4) "Dazed and Confused" - Led Zeppelin. Been dazed and confused for so long, it's not true.
5) "Hotta den steam" - Mac Dre. Yadidamean? I'm hotta den steeeeam.
I tag anyone who wants to do this.
and i only did 5. whooocares.
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[Wednesday Jun 20th
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I think I broke my little toe.
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[Monday Jun 18th
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Older man: "I'm eight and a half inches."
Cartman: Whoa, this guy's tiny. He must be a dwarf.
Cartman:[types] "I don't want to be friends with a midget. Midgets piss me off." Frowny-face.
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[Sunday Jun 17th
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Steal my heart, and hold my tongue.
I feel my time, my time has come.
Let me in, unlock the door,
I never felt this way before.
And the wheels just keep on turning,
the drummers begin to drum.
I don't know which way I'm going,
I don't know what I've become.
Hold my hand inside your hands,
I need someone who understands,
I need someone, someone who heals.
For you, I've waited all these years.
For you I'd wait 'til kingdom come.
Until my day, my day is done.
Oh say you'll come and set me free -
Just say you'll wait, you'll wait for me
Just say you'll wait, you'll wait for me.
In your tears, and in your blood.
In your fire, and in your flood.
I heard you laugh, I heard you sing,
I wouldn't change a single thing.
The wheels just keep on turning,
the drummers begin to drum.
I don't know which way I'm going,
I don't know what I've become.
For you I'd wait, 'til kingdom come.
Until my day, my days are done.
Oh say you'll come and set me free -
Just say you'll wait, you'll wait for me.
( Just say you'll wait, you'll wait for me. )
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[Thursday Jun 14th
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[Wednesday Jun 13th
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it's almost as if my family and friends are finding any excuse to be mad at me
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[Tuesday Jun 12th
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I am not a drug addict.
So everyone can get their cell phones
and call everyone they know
to find some new way
to twist the words that I say.
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[Wednesday Jun 6th
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I must have left a thousand times
But every day begin the same
Cause there's a small town in my mind
How can leave without hurting every one who made me?
How can leave without hurting every one who made me?
Oh baby, baby it's all about the moon
I wish you wouldn't have broke my camera
Cause we're gonna get real old
Real soon
Today we're younger than we ever gonna be
Today we're younger than we ever gonna be
Today we're younger than we ever gonna be
Stop! Stop, what's the hurry?
Come on baby, don't you worry worry
Everybody not so nice nice
Everybody not so nice nice
Stop! Stop, what's the hurry?
Come on baby, don't you worry worry
Everybody not so nice nice
Everybody not so nice nice
Thought you ought to know by now
I thought you ought to know by now
Everybody not so nice nice
Everybody not so nice nice
Oh baby, baby, baby it's all about the moon
I must have left a thousand times
But there's a small town in my mind
How can I leave without hurting every one who made me?
How can I leave without hurting every one who made me?
How can I leave without hurting every one who made me?
How can I leave without hurting every one who made me?
( How can I leave without hurting every one who made me? )
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