Angel_bob
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2009 19 October :: 2.04am
Oh, Wikipedia, you slay me
"Vaughn dated two of his The Break-Up co-stars: actress Joey Lauren Adams during the filming of 1999's A Cool, Dry Place[9] and jon favreau between 2005 and 2006."
Ha ha. I'm totally not fixing that. That's awesome.
Also, in the discussion:
"This article seems incomplete without some mention and/or photo of his weird right thumb."
and
"Vince looks part black...he has some skeletons in the closet. he looks quadroon to me like he has black grandma"
I'm doing everything
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squallet
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2009 18 October :: 4.02am
:: Mood: indescribable
:: Music: "Open My Eyes" by The Rasmus
You know what?
I came to a realization tonight.
Yes, another one.
Okay, it's actually the same one, but it seems to keep hitting me.
Everyone else seems to see it but me.
Why?
Because I try to deny it.
I keep trying to defend him, because I know I'll feel guilty for hurting him.
But in the end, I know they're right.
I do deserve better. I deserve to be with someone who will make me happy.
I'm not happy with where I am now, and people can see it.
So they ask "Why the hell are you still with him?"
And I'm like "You're right. Why AM I? o.o"
So it's official.
This is going to end, hopefully sooner rather than later.
I have someone amazing waiting for me, and I can't wait to call him mine.
I love you Michael! <3
I'm doing everything
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2009 16 October :: 10.37pm
:: Mood: irritated
Sometimes I just can't anymore.
I know you would understand.
My brain just doesn't work like it used to.
3 stay strong |
I'm doing everything
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Angel_bob
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2009 16 October :: 7.32pm
Speaking of...
Look what I noticed today, kids!
Read more..
2 stay strong |
I'm doing everything
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butterfly
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2009 15 October :: 8.34pm
Discarded thoughts.
For some stupid reason, I find myself in love with nothing other than sadness. Trust me, I'm not proud.
It is so cold today, has been all week. Usually October still holds the heat of the setting sun of summer. It's usually a disappointment from when i was a kid and seasons were definite. But this one is right. It feels much later in the year. and the smells...
I open the windows and I'm fifteen again.
not ashamed of who I am
but maybe a little sorry for
who I was before I stopped the
facade, hiding in who you wanted
me to be, that porcelain image in
your bed, in your head, in your beautiful eyes...
I was something else before
I realized that I'm not waiting
for someone to rescue me,
I'm just waiting for me to
stop needing
rescued.
sometimes, I feel claustrophobic inside my own body.
sometimes, I wish I could open the door to find myself standing there,
give counsel,
have a drink,
whatever.
hear what I'm thinking from my point of view.
open the door, "hey, been trying to meet you.
there must be
a devil between us."
it's funny how
being broken
into a thousand tiny pieces
can feel so good.
a chapter finished,
the typewriter
slammed back
to start a new line.
I need sleep.
I'm doing everything
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