| You give me miles and miles of mountains, and I ask for the Sea. |
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Don't drag my love around, volcanos melt you down.
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[14 Apr 2005|08:46pm] |
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[14 Apr 2005|06:34pm] |
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ibrk4gummibears (6:31:48 PM): if im beautiful than you are soo sexy
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[14 Apr 2005|06:30pm] |
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I wanna hear you say I'm worth it.
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[12 Apr 2005|05:01pm] |
What do I do now? Now I'm even more lost, and even more confused. This is just another disappointment. Should I be used to them now?
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| Find a home in me. |
[11 Apr 2005|08:53pm] |
I'd change for you if it would make you happy. I would do anything for you to be happy.
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| Most days, you're the only one who gets me. |
[11 Apr 2005|07:38pm] |
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Nothing sucks more than missing the only people who get you. [Which, mind you, is not a large number.] I miss you... our schools should like, be right next to each other or... we should move into the same neighborhood, cos I miss you too much it hurts. It hurts. It's like I'm only half a person without you around. I'm not witty and mean. I enjoy mean. We seriously need to start that book. I have the markers, you bring the embarassing pictures and we'll call it a date.
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[10 Apr 2005|03:18pm] |
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What's funny is that you would never notice unless you were looking for it. What's even funnier is, you dont even notice it when it's staring you in the face, mocking you, saying, "I own her, she's mine. She will always be a fucked up girl, and I will never let her be okay." And you'll just say, "Here's a bandaid," and walk out of the room.
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[10 Apr 2005|11:17am] |
You confuse me like no one else has. And this is frustrating.
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[09 Apr 2005|08:56pm] |
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[08 Apr 2005|07:49pm] |
I seriously think I am falling in love with Rooney. I want every song I can get my hands on. Burn me a copy if you love me :D
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| Stab. |
[08 Apr 2005|05:04pm] |
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You didnt remember. And I hate you. You dont understand on why I have to get away from myself today, do you? But no, I'm grounded, I can't do anything I'm just stuck. with myself. I'm so tired of crying when no one's around.
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[07 Apr 2005|07:41pm] |
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Where do I get a Kevin? I want one. I bet they ran out of the good boys.
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[07 Apr 2005|06:57pm] |
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Regina Spektor - Ode to Divorce |
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Who's gonna watch the Pope's funeral with me and Kelly? It'll be funnn. you know you wanna come~!
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[07 Apr 2005|04:39pm] |
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I've decided.
Today is going to be a good day and I'm going to be a wonderful daughter who's going to have everything ready and I'm going to be nice to my asshole of a father, I am going to pick my battles and watch my tongue. I will die if I do not get ungrounded. Yes, I know it was stupid, I don't need any reminders. Shut up, I've got it under control, I'm going to get ungrounded by next weekend so I can go the zoo or ice skating or hang out with Kelly. Cos I miss her more than anything.
Hm, I want a new lj. Maybe I'll be a bitch and make it friends only. ...Maybe.
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| My bones tired, Daddy. |
[06 Apr 2005|06:39pm] |
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Jewel - Daddy. |
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Maybe sometimes I should just hold my tongue, let it roll off my back and forget about it moments later. But I can't. I'm not made that way, I dont let things go easily. If I didnt do something, I didn't do it, and I'm going to tell you so. But for you, to tell me that I am disgraceful and you are ashamed of me; well, that just hurts.
My bones are tired, Daddy I don't get enough sleep I don't eat as good as I should, Daddy What's that say about me? Sometimes I sleep past noon, Daddy Drink lots of black coffee and I smoke like a chimney, Yes, I left the refrigerator door half open, Daddy What's that say about me? Sometimes I want to rip out your throat, Daddy For all those things you said that were mean, Gonna make you just as vunerable as I was, Daddy What's that say about me? Sometimes I want to bash in your teeth, Daddy Gonna use your tongue as a stamp Gonna rip your heart out the way you did mine, Daddy Go ahead and psycho-analyse that 'Cause I'm your creation, I'm your love Daddy Grew up to be and do all those sick things you said I'd do Well last night I saw you sneak out your window With your white hood, Daddy What's that say about you? I'm sloppy, what's that say about you? I'm messy, what's that say about you? My bones are tired, Daddy.
I dont wanna fight at the dinner table anymore. This is why I just gotta get away.
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[06 Apr 2005|04:27pm] |
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I'm just a little unwell.
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[05 Apr 2005|04:26pm] |
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You'd think that after four months, I'd stop crying on the floor.
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[04 Apr 2005|04:09pm] |
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tell the truth
you never wanted me.
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