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[Jun. 18th, 2004|02:55 pm] |
havne't updated in a while.
nothing too dramatic happening lately
no one reads this one anyway
I LIKE TACOOOOOOOOS! |
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| ... but it always goes wrong ... |
[Mar. 15th, 2004|02:43 am] |
and even so, i still lie here, staring at these four walls.
alone.
it should not be this way.
(( whenever i'm alone with you ))
and i still feel empty.
(( When we laid down there I held your hand ))
i don't believe in love. i don't believe in perfection. but even so, this feels pretty fucking close.
(( I feel the heat go out of your hand ))
but it always goes wrong,
there's no cure for the lonely. |
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| (no subject) |
[Feb. 24th, 2004|01:38 am] |
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i'm over you.
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that was surprisingly quick.
(( but discustingly difficult )) |
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[Feb. 20th, 2004|08:50 pm] |
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| | david bowie | ] |
bah.
i should be drunk right now.
but dann is not answering his phone.
i know not the directions to the party.
nor, the number to the house.
only danns cell phone.
and he is probably passed out in on the bathroom floor, as he was last night at this time.
so instead, i am stuck here, alone, and thinking about you.
awesome.
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| (no subject) |
[Feb. 18th, 2004|05:50 pm] |
| [ | Current Music |
| | desperado - eagles | ] |
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stealing makes me feel better
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| fuck everything. |
[Feb. 15th, 2004|04:23 am] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| | lost | ] |
| [ | Current Music |
| | lady - styx (if i were stupid enough, i'd slit my wrists.) | ] |
for the first time in a very long time, i was genuinely happy. only ONE thing in my life at this time was even reason to be, and it was the best reason. you made me so fucking happy, you have no idea.
and i told you that. i told you you were the only thing that didn't suck right now.
but it meant nothing to you. i meant nothing to you.
this day is fucked. so you spent the day alone with a bottle. fuck you. me too. who's fault is that? not mine. i was going to drive up there and see you, atleast that's what i planned BEFORE you ended it all. i was going to surprise you with a bottle of jack that we could share. happy fucking valentines day, you can drink it alone.
you don't have the slightest clue what you did to me.
this is stupid. whatever. i'm over it. i'm over you.
but it still sucks.
fuck.
i lied.
i never get over anything. |
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| will. |
[Feb. 12th, 2004|02:43 pm] |
i won't try to explain what i cannot understand
it's a bird it's a plane it's a one night stand
if i only we could ride far enough
i'd forget you altogether
it's a bluff
there is no way i could not remember
don't ask me what i came here for
it is too delicate for words
i used to want to make you talk
now i would rather you did not
i don't mind if you read while i'm coming
it's alright if you need the t.v.
to keep from noticing my mind going blank
what's the worst thing that could happen?
is my back all that bad?
strike the match and watch the doll come open
don't ask me what i want from you
it is not something you could purposely do
i used to want to make you mine
now i have better things in mind... |
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| ok so here's the story of my life: |
[Feb. 8th, 2004|11:46 pm] |
i was born, i grew up in a trailer. i sliced my arms apart all throughout high school. i am not looking for pity i am just telling the story. i came to massachusettes. i ate some hummus and learned the meat is murder. then i discovered dennys and realized that buffalo strips are the meaning of life. i crashed my car and hit my head. i make pretty pictures and listen to piano music. i don't know anyone. no one knows me. i just read stories and make them into movies that will never be seen.
that is my past. the present is this: i am eating a chicken patty with a large amount of mayonnaise. i am listening to the dresden dolls. i am thinking about you.
the future may be as so: i will go to class. i will draw some pictures. i will sleep. i will drink some soda. i will eat more mayonnaise, with or without the accompanying chicken patty.
that is my life story. hello, my name is distance. it's nice to meet you. there. now we know eachother. i will be your best friend and trust you through thick and through thin. have a nice day. bye. |
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| (no subject) |
[Feb. 8th, 2004|11:24 pm] |
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