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♥ she hangs b r i g h t l y from the tree ♥
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[Oct. 19th, 2009|01:11 am] |
I've been criticized
For speaking my mind
Been baptized in lies
Given bad advice
Here's a word to the wise
Never compromise
Watch your back
As you watch your ends multiply
Look a man in his eyes
And never ever say die
Keep your eye on the prize
And you'll stay on the rise
I'm a king world wide
And I'm going to stay on the ground
I've been behind the glass but I always rebound
Outlet quick live life in the fast lane
Inbound Outbound my stride don't change
Stay true to myself cause I created this game
I got the whole world jumpin' like
the house of pain |
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| (no subject) |
[Sep. 16th, 2009|04:41 pm] |
your love's a bullet
train, and i never want the
ride to be over. |
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| insignificance |
[May. 14th, 2009|05:59 pm] |
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it's insane how fast life can change how one event can be a catalyst and everything can crumble into nothing or form into something how people can look at you one way one day and see you as something completely different the other how aging is unstoppable and life can stop abruptly how sometimes you wake up and the sun is shining in your face and everything feels all right but the next day the sun in your eyes is just annoying as fuck and you don't want to get out of bed and face reality how reality can be warped depending on the way you decide to interpret it that day and how some people are so incredibly blind and others see too much and how insignificant we all really are how these words and my memories will be buried with me and how it will all occur so rapidly and without sound. |
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[May. 6th, 2009|11:51 pm] |
i miss summer '08. things will never be the same :/
i hate growing up. i feel like i'm only growing down; deep into this suffocating, twisted black hole called life. |
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| high |
[May. 3rd, 2009|11:39 pm] |
Chase faded days
with eyes that cannot see
I wanna feel it again
washing over me
discover all of you
one moment at a time
taste, smell, secret cell,
your soul, it touches mine
I need to feel up
Hope knows I need it this way
Like I'm walking on clouds
I can't come down-even if you wanted me to
I can't come down-even if you wanted me to
Nothing can stop me
I'm never satisfied.
I take what i want
refuse to be denied.
Live in the moment,
the future can disguise.
It's starting to touch us,
but I still can't touch the sky...
I need to feel up
Hope knows I need it this way
Like I'm walking on clouds
I can't come down
Even if you wanted me to, I can't come down |
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| (no subject) |
[Apr. 30th, 2009|03:47 pm] |
In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: it goes on.
robert frost |
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[Apr. 25th, 2009|03:46 am] |
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It could be wiser to simply promise less. |
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| in class |
[Mar. 26th, 2009|01:57 pm] |
Things I'm looking forward to:
-EDC!!!!!!!!!!!!!
-KMK concert
-Olga's mom leaving
-Getting my bangs cut
-Old Globe Theatre tonight
-Arvie's party tonight at Hard Rock
-Hopefully a new job
-My paycheck
-SUMMER
-Birthdays
Thing I'm not looking forward to:
-Spring Break.. it will suck
-My fucking GRE subject test in a week
-Midterms
-Getting letters of recommendation
-Declaring a minor
-Being a senior next semester
-Grad School Applications
-Working this weekend.. or at all lol
-Bad parties
-Drama |
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| as the rush comes |
[Mar. 26th, 2009|12:35 am] |
traveling somewhere, could be anywhere
there's a coldness in the air but i don't care
we drift deeper into sound
life goes on
we drift deeper
into the sound feeling strong
so bring it on |
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| (no subject) |
[Mar. 23rd, 2009|01:06 am] |
(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens;only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands
-e.e. cummings |
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| fuck you |
[Mar. 18th, 2009|12:47 pm] |
the one you love, and the one who loves you, are never ever the same person.
:/ |
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[Mar. 11th, 2009|09:08 pm] |
I dreamed I called you on the telephone
to say: Be kinder to yourself
but you were sick and would not answer
The waste of my love goes on this way
trying to save you from yourself
I have always wondered about the left-over
energy, the way water goes rushing down a hill
long after the rains have stopped
or the fire you want to go to bed from
but cannot leave, burning-down but not burnt-down
the red coals more extreme, more curious
in their flashing and dying
than you wish they were
sitting long after midnight
--Adrienne Rich |
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| (no subject) |
[Mar. 9th, 2009|12:51 pm] |
you live too far away
your voice rings like a bell anyway
don't give up your independence
unless it feels so right
nothing good comes easily
sometimes you gotta fight.. |
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