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2003 14 September :: 5.35 pm
:: Mood: curious
:: Music: Mest
'I never felt this way before i met you.."
hey boys, whats up....just got home from practice among other thigns..yesah...last ngiht was fun! me and linsey and zack went to movies, we wanted to see cabin fever but they were fuckign checkin tickets grrrr so we saw matchstick men, it was good...w/e but yeah...zack is such a cutey! haha hes our freshman yay wooo okay, well im feeling better about the whole no more andrew thing...i kinda got bitched at a little by morgan on friday night, oh well i guess i needed it....well thats all peoples...PEACE
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2003 13 September :: 1.20 pm
:: Mood: crushed
:: Music: linsey yelling at me to not put my mood as crushed
FLYING MONKEY EATERS
Hey ya'll its...sometime after 12...yeah....i got some pretty pictures of julian and other SEXY boys ...YAY and lenny finally helped me put a picture on moi journal wootwoot hahaha i did that to piss lenny off yay...harhar okay movies last night....hm...yeah....it was weird, i like ran away from andrew every time i saw him...blah and he didnt seem to care so whatever, and then tarek was there and i hugge dhim like 3534554 times, and pb was there YAY PB hes so pretty...lol and jordan was there and he fucking bit my ear off ow jordan and uhm...linsey got hit on by stalker boy which was silly....we didnt see a movie, michelle got raped by patrick swasey...thats all linsey says: 69696969696969
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2003 12 September :: 3.37 pm
:: Mood: hollow
:: Music: DC
byebye andrew
i broke up with andrew today it was all dramatic too when i gave his ring back. YAY LINSEYS OVERdanis coming over later and we play
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2003 11 September :: 5.26 pm
:: Mood: hurt
:: Music: Boxcarracer
stupid fucking andrew
Hello, i had a FUCKING GREAT day...okay not really. i hate andrew right now, how could someoen be so insanely stupid as to say that right freakign in front of my face? well you know what, you can go fuck your little crush for all i care. you hurt me like that, fine, ill hurt you...wait and see dick. you deserve whatever you get, fuck you and all the lies you said. you love me? yeah right ...fuck you fuck you fuck you
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2003 11 September :: 5.52 am
:: Mood: calm
:: Music: Good Charlotte
summer air reminds me of
hi, yeah...nothing interesting lately...stayed after school yesterday for "sga" it was good...haha pretty pretty pretty pretty boy julian was there after school and all of us (dani, lenny, charles, and michelle...and okay fine me too) kind of drooled over him and talked him into sitting near us haha...anna actually took a picture of the poor boy, but hey its his own fault for being that sexy lol yeah..thats about it...oh my mom things im disrespectufl becuase of how i dress...WHATEVER
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2003 9 September :: 5.57 am
:: Mood: drained
footballgame
hi, last night i got home arond 9 from the football game taht got rained out on friday so they had a...makeup or whatever. we won, wow like i care ha. yeah...we got in a water fight that im pretty srue I started haha. andrew linsey danie carrie maria and anna were there. so was jordan (carries weekend boy lol) but it was fun....its funny me and adrew can never be alone though, DAMN YOU LINSEY lol i joke i love the lenny with her face all close to mine....wooo oaky time for school. PEACE
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2003 8 September :: 4.07 pm
:: Mood: stressed
:: Music: AFI
treat me like
gravel on the tongue, swallow fast
words come out that aren't my own
don't look at me you've burned me enough
eyes shone through tears, sparkling beads
drops of loss land on my lips
taste nothing, learn nothing
forget feeling, break downs not uncommon
moving forward always taken back
stars in your eyes not for me
don't slip catch your breath
face the sight of death
too close for comfort, not close enough for fear
crushed by your mercy don't try to understand
forced beneath the pile, dont try to escape
treat me like a person, the one i want to be
treat me like im alive, treat me like im not here
forget the sorrow in each breath
white lace draped over the dying, black over the killed
differ between the song of joy and misery
cuts on the mind, death on the memory
don't remeber the words forget the actions
start anew until next time
words pour out, not from me
smile fake, listen false....remeber always
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2003 7 September :: 12.00 am
:: Mood: distressed
:: Music: Dashboard Confessionals
' Your smile is the most genuine thing i've ever seen....'
wow, classic night just got home from the "show" lol okay anyway me and linsey were so damn hyper!!! i jumped on her back and she fell right over i mean SPLAT on the ground..she even got bloody greatgreat but then....i dunno i dont think i want to say...blah im just confused with andrew...i dunno.....i say thigns on the spur of the moment and then regret it later? blahblahblabhhlba PEACE
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2003 6 September :: 10.37 am
fuck you bastard guy, ha nono its okay. i go mall with the boys today! and guess whos coming....CAMERON hahahahahahaha that should be interesting...yupyup i am mad at my boy for not showing up last night and for not calling either, but w/e i had fun without him harhar
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2003 5 September :: 9.26 pm
:: Mood: confused
:: Music: lenny and charles clicking their tiny tongues
rainy nights
harharhar rainy tights haharhar...yes so...oka first of all ...lunch, ha classic classic i would like to know who thinks they can top me walking around the CROWDED cafeteria in danielles underwear...yup didn't think so biatch. then tonight, we got all pretty and went to the game, and it rained and rained and rained...i have never been so wet in my entire life. lol me and tarek were all making eachother warmer and i got to sit next to JR oooo yumyumyum. harhar well some stuff happened with loulou....yup...dont ask. okay well those pretty boys are waiting by my pool...i must go rape them
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2003 4 September :: 3.07 pm
:: Mood: scared
:: Music: Get Up Kids
writings on the wall
sometimes i feel like those stupid writings on the wall, call blahblah for a good time....i dont know. that doesnt make sense but it did in my head. oh well, im bored im bored with everything and everyone...not everyone but...w/e school...well thats school. tommorow football game, nicks coming...should be interesting...i go to Chicago in 17 days, thats going to be hard really hard if im still going out with andrew, which im planing to. theres too much drama going on wiht ppl, i want to shoot them all in the mouth. okay maybe not shoot but hit definitley. ha. look im made a joke. okay i dont know i think im going to go write/die/listen to music/get yelled at....PEACE
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2003 3 September :: 5.40 am
:: Mood: crappy
:: Music: Get Up Kids
blah
i think everythings better, i don't think nearly as many people hate me or are mad at me.....so thats good. today i have an SGA meeting, ha right...anyway, to my little emo boy i don't know if you even read this but i just wanted to say that im sorry for everything you're going through and that i love you and so do a lot of other people, and i'm always here for you. lots of love to everyone (lenny and charels i kiss you both)
*Ernest*
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2003 2 September :: 6.46 pm
:: Mood: contemplative
:: Music: t.v.
naughty in stairs
damn, that evil boy andrew gets me in trouble! i swear we can't do....yeah...anywhere! ha we (linsey me and andrew) stayed in the school after...school....ha for "key club" and we decided to not go to the center since it was fucking hot out. so we stayed by our lockers till we got yelled at so then we wondered the school and ended up in the stairway no one uses. even there we got freakin yelled at, kids these days sheesh! okay thas all PEACE
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2003 2 September :: 5.46 am
:: Mood: surprisingly awake
:: Music: eh
Prayers Unanswered
The ghost of myself lingers still
music notes keep me alive
i float through the clouds of your never ending blue eyes
the lyrics of my forgotten voice float ithout words.
there is someoen out there
songs of regret mirror my actions, predicting whats to come next
the world still turns, the guitar still plays, you still love
filled by hollow voices unheard
everything lost but nothing forgiven
sorry excuses take the feeling words
forgotten melodies haunt my dreams
forever lost and forgotten
rhymes once known become whispers
useless drives escape through the night
faintly visible is the tension
cutting through an already broken heart
rotten pieces like fallen heroes sting the eyes
can't look away without regret
failure among peers, life won't be fixed
the tale of a fallen lover no longer brings broken tears mixed with loss
black heart bleeds open
the stars mingle with the sea, never meeting half way
colors are mixed emotions taken without a second glance
look away before feeling
miserable families never conjoined split farther apart
a falling star keeps falling, no prince to catch her
the light of the moon is imprisoned in fake darkness
the feeble attempt to remain is thrashed
doors open wide, shut nonetheless
forget the pain, extinguish the memoires
start over and don't look back
sleep tonight with the white dreams of someone who is loved
taste no more regret, taste nothing at all
lost tonight was a young girl forgotten how to feel
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2003 1 September :: 1.46 pm
:: Mood: weird
:: Music: Boxcarracer
wow
i think i have a sign on my that says USE ME...i just dont see it. its so stupid that someone i hardly know can make me feel like shit. fuck him, fuck his new friend, fuck them all GAWR fucking people making me all FUCKING MAD
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