| (no subject) |
[Feb. 11th, 2006|04:41 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  NUTS | ] |
| [ | music |
| | The Soda Pop Kids | ] |
The world is unwraveling before me.
I shouldn't stand by and watch it happen, should I?
I have plans of fishing in The Red Sea, dancing with Aurora Borealis, and breeding like a mother wolf.
Today I was thinking of changes that the world might go through in the next twenty years, and my brain
actually exploded, right in the middle of pioneer square.
I can't wait forever, my darling.
I need a partner in crime.
I have a plan. |
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| EEEK |
[Jan. 8th, 2006|12:01 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  In da clouds | ] |
| [ | music |
| | L is for the way you look at me.... | ] |
Sad, he hasn't called, and it worries me....maybe he's dead?!?!?!.......nah hehe.
In other news:
I love music
sunshine
wolves
the smell of coffee
his beauty
his mom
p and k
my mom
kattertime
val
kitties
my pretty huskie, hooskerdoo
snow
my life |
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| Fucked |
[Dec. 30th, 2005|04:22 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  sick | ] |
| [ | music |
| | none | ] |
So this is what it feels like to be ripped limb from limb?
To be eaten alive?
To be sold over and over and over again, just to be placed back upon a shelf until someone else wants a stab at you?
Is this what it feels like to lose your breath?
Has it finally snapped?
The cord that holds together my insides, the wheel that makes my blood churn, the peices that scatter around my puzzled mind, they have all been trashed.
I was trapped.
I was lost.
I was weak.
I was murdered mentally.
Have i died like a golden pheonix, only to be re-birthed from a smoldering pile of bloody ashes?
healingcomesintimehealingcomesintimehealingcomesintimehealingcomesintimehealingcomesintime |
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| Movin on out...... |
[Dec. 16th, 2005|08:54 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  content | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Hanson--Crazy Beautiful | ] |
Im all moved out. I still work at big dogs. I miss everyone. Amanda!!! I'm sorry i havent called i dont get reception here but im coming into town tommarow so I will call i love you dude. Juster i give you kisses and Charitie my darling I thank you for the text, I am doing just fine. I will call you as well.
In other news, dolls are doing good, i have a wonderful boy in my life and I love my mommy. |
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| love love love love love love lvoe im iinnnnnn LOVEEEEE |
[Nov. 17th, 2005|11:51 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  curious....j/k LOVED | ] |
| [ | music |
| | love love love love love......k | ] |
name ten things in no particular order that make you happy and tag five others.
1. Being able to wear scarves
2. Dancing anywhere i please.
3. The sound of trains.
4. Eyes.
5. Record Players.
6. People who are real with themselves first.
7. Music.
8. Cookies.
9. Smoke, billowing from wherever, I'm infatuated whether its on rooftops, or from my fingers.....
10. His smile.
I suppose YOUR it. |
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| Cecilia Pumpernickle |
[Nov. 16th, 2005|12:34 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | In love, in life....... | ] |
| [ | music |
| | A dream is a wish your heart makes.... | ] |
I love his messages.
Licorice.
Cookies.
Growing up
Growing old
Moving out
Moving in...
Perfect, innocent, and beautiful love.....
I'm glad he held on, before I let go. Otherwise, I beleive I would feel more lost then I do now. |
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| (no subject) |
[Nov. 15th, 2005|01:11 pm] |
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I move in 4 days.....creepy! |
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| Runaway |
[Nov. 7th, 2005|12:31 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | I saw Johnny Vo today..... | ] |
| [ | music |
| | umm | ] |
I don't know how someone can have so much hate and bitterness bottled up inside of them, for something so petty...and to know that you have been there for them at their lowest points just makes it seem like everything you ever lived for was a lie.
People makes mistakes, they change, they get in fights, they lie, but holding grudges, and just plain hating someone that used to be so special.....I just can't comprehend how that feels. How it feels to not know ones' self. To be plastic: not knowing who you are, what you want, what love truely is. Not forgiving, no matter how God loving you say you are.
I crawled out of a bottle last night, and I couldn't help but smile. |
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| (no subject) |
[Nov. 3rd, 2005|01:16 pm] |
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Today I made friends with my computer. |
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| I say, you are almost of age.... |
[Nov. 1st, 2005|10:05 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  Artistic | ] |
| [ | music |
| | The Beatles, naturally.... | ] |
I've got thoughts of you pouring out of my eyes,
like rain
into
a
paper cup.
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| My Sully.... |
[Oct. 31st, 2005|09:16 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | confused | ] |
| [ | music |
| | 15 days!!!!!! | ] |
I can't get over it. It just makes me feel so damn creepy.
Everytime I see him I get so sad that I can't just run up and knock him down and eat his face right there in the middle of the street.
Its not even that he doesn't care, but we can't be away from each other for that long....we just can't handle distance.
I'm so excited to finally move.
I just want to be able to wake up to him again. |
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| Ode To Mr. Lead Vox |
[Oct. 31st, 2005|10:57 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | Barely Living | ] |
| [ | music |
| | My own | ] |
Sleeping on a bed of needles
The pain I feel is bleeding down my back
Your the only one whos real
While you hold my hair, while I take in air
As I pour the ocean
Into the trash
Lovin' you one hundred percent
As I drink away my tears
In the greenroom
My structured insanity
Is the only thing
The makes me breath
When your not in me.
So why do we die everytime we close our eyes?
So why do we die, everytime? |
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| (no subject) |
[Oct. 26th, 2005|10:10 pm] |
Post an ANONYMOUS comment with the following:
1. One secret.
2. One compliment.
3. One non-compliment.
4. One love note, but it does not have to be for me.
5. Lyrics to a song.
6. How old you are.
7. How long we've been friends.
8. And a hint to who you are.
9. After you do it for me, put it in your LJ and see who does it for you. |
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| I can smell your laugh from a mile away.... |
[Oct. 25th, 2005|09:03 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  cold | ] |
| [ | music |
| | yeah Yeah Yeahs!--Dick OOOh | ] |
We met this man who told us he was famous. Then he asked for a quarter.
We couldn't find him a quarter.
Then he told us he was dying. He was almost dead.
Kyle gave him a doller.
We ran away.
And my breast cancer made Chris laugh.
It was a good story to tell my children. |
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| Boy.... |
[Oct. 18th, 2005|12:57 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  bouncy | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Blue Orchid | ] |
I love the way you kiss my cheek, everytime we see each other.
Your hugs last longer and longer now.
You call when I least expect it.
To be yours.
Is expected.
In other news.....
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| Wasted Again |
[Oct. 11th, 2005|11:22 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | morose | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Hollywood | ] |
I missed the Geeks show. I walked in on Nate and Chris singing "If it makes you feel," and i suddenly realized that the world I used to live in had been destroyed long ago, and it was time to finally walk away and grow old with myself.
The faces that I used to see everytime I turned to my left and right, were no longer there. There were a few aged hearts I saw across the way, but none were the same. No one was dancing, and when the girl next to me started clapping, off-beat mind you, I gave up.
I gave up on Jimmy Lee Davis, who used to turn anything that was bad, into something beautiful.
I gave up on Nathanial Raymond Daley, for doing nothing with his talent, something so god given and precious.
I gave up on Shannon Patrick Donahue, for losing his incredible aura and life that I once held onto.
I gave up on Christopher Hoyal Bridges, for giving up.
But I suppose in the end, its okay to give up on a dream, as long as the legacy remains in your heart. |
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| (no subject) |
[Oct. 1st, 2005|07:10 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | exhausted | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Chinatown--Sweet Easy Action | ] |
I am the big dog, according to corporate.
and this next part is completely and utterly true.
| The Keys to Your Heart | 
You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.
In love, you feel the most alive when your partner is patient and never willing to give up on you.
You'd like to your lover to think you are stylish and alluring.
You would be forced to break up with someone who was insecure and in constant need of reassurance.
Your ideal relationship is open. Both of you can talk about everything... no secrets.
Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.
You think of marriage something you've always wanted... though you haven't really thought about it.
In this moment, you think of love as something you can get or discard anytime. You're feeling self centered. |
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| Savanna, close one eye and watch the energy from the clouds float into your mind..... |
[Sep. 25th, 2005|08:26 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  Hungova' | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Madonna-Sellin' out | ] |
Americans are buttheads.
We crossed into canadia just fine, no problems, they didn't even check our birth certificates.....we went bar hopping, liquor store shopping, and cigarette exploring with absolutely no checking of IDs....that pissed me off.
Then we crossed the border with a trunk full of canadian alcohol....
They searched our car, asked us a billion questions, and then told us to have a nice trip home. We got off scott free, and they didn't even find the goods.
I guess we didn't really have to smoke the entire bag before we crossed over......
damn. |
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| Home sweet home..... |
[Sep. 23rd, 2005|11:23 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | Yippy Skippy | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Chinatown bitches!.!.!. | ] |
Canada here I come.
Got my ladies.
And I got my Boys.
Its gonna be hot, and my liver I'm sure will slowely melt away after this weekend.
Josh you better watchout, I'm commin to get cha'!!!!! MWAHAHAHA |
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| Coffee to fill the empty space of time... |
[Sep. 22nd, 2005|12:26 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | cheerful | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Beauty in the wilderness | ] |
So i had an emotional breakdown yesterday. It was great. I told my mom how I felt and she asked me to pray about it, something I have been lacking these days. Not joking you, I get home, get online, and bam, livejournal had my answer.
Its not over.
Its not good right now, but its not over.
I needed that |
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