joslyn_julia
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2005 24 January :: 5.11pm
i can't go to college. life is done, that was my last hope
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Fatman
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2005 24 January :: 12.05am
We’ve all seen a man at the liquor store beggin’ for your change
The hair on his face is dirty, dread-locked, and full of mange
He asks a man for what he could spare, with shame in his eyes
Get a job you ****ing slob, is all he replies
God forbid you ever had to walk a mile in his shoes
’cause then you really might know what it’s like to sing the blues
Then you really might know what it’s like...
Then you really might know what it’s like...
Then you really might know what it’s like...
Then you really might know what it’s like...
Mary got pregnant from a kid named Tom that said he was in love
He said, don’t worry about a thing, baby doll
I’m the man you’ve been dreaming of.
But 3 months later he say he won’t date her or return her calls
And she swear, God damn, if I find that man I’m cuttin’ off his balls.
And then she heads for the clinic and
She gets some static walking through the door
They call her a killer, and they call her a sinner
And they call her a whore
God forbid you ever had to walk a mile in her shoes
’cause then you really might know what it’s like to have to choose
Chorus
I’ve seen a rich man beg
I’ve seen a good man sin
I’ve seen a tough man cry
I’ve seen a loser win
And a sad man grin
I heard an honest man lie
I’ve seen the good side of bad
And the downside of up
And everything between
I licked the silver spoon
Drank from the golden cup
And smoked the finest green
I stroked the fattest dimes at least a couple of times
Before I broke their heart
You know where it ends, yo, it usually depends on where you start
I knew this kid named Max
He used to get fat stacks out on the corner with drugs
He liked to hang out late
He liked to get shit-faced and keep the pace with thugs
Until late one night there was a big gun fight and Max lost his head
He pulled out his chrome .45, talked some shit, and wound up dead
Now his wife and his kids are caught in the midst of all of this pain
You know it crumbles that way
At least that’s what they say when you play the game
God forbid you ever had to wake up to hear the news
’cause then you really might know what it’s like to have to lose
Then you really might know what it’s like...
Then you really might know what it’s like...
Then you really might know what it’s like...to have to lose
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unbleachedblond
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2005 21 January :: 9.42am
:: Mood: lalalalala
well jus a general update. i feel fabulous because of the prednisone - which i have begun to acquire a taste for. the doc is gunna try to ween me off of it. now for the bad news: i cant go back to work til feb 1st!!! which really sux because that'll be over $350 lost wages - thanks to aaron - that bastard.
but anyways hailey is beautiful and i love her to death. byes!
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blondie17
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2005 20 January :: 1.46pm
letter that will never be read by the right person
Weston,
I have been thinking and decided i really should tell you this, no matter how nervous i am. When i say what i need to say i am "in a way" expecting you to laugh and shove it aside and tell all your friends that i am a psychotic bitch. But I realize that i need to tell you this or these thoughts will never leabe my mind and i fear that all those thoughts will still remain even after i take the chance in writing this letter to you so here it goes...
I have told you over and over again that i like you and the problem with that is your drunk everytime. From the beginning I have like you....Member, when we first met, and i asked robin right in front of you, if you were the guy from the picture at derrics that i thought was hot, and you thought that it was cool? do you remember when you leaned over and kissed me when we were at the gas station and later on that night you told me that you would have tried to makeout with me all night if i hadnt kissed you then. YOu told me it was a goal...i miss that drive. i am writing this now with butterflies remembering that night. I remember it so well because i was so surprised that with the girls that were there, you were kissing me. then after a little while, we had sex up in your room...i regret this. In a way i think that you were testing me and i failed. I think that if i held off longer than i had you might have been more interested. I am foolish for gibing in so easily.I also think that in that moment i somehow gave you the impression that it was okay to call me whenever you want a booty call. The sad thing...you can. I would do anything to get the attention from you...and to tell you the truth weston...to be honest....I feel that if you were to call me at 4 am in the morning on a school night i would do anything in my power to get out and meet you. I am so pathetic...I fell for you and even when warned not to...it happened. i hate myself for this. And another disgusting fact is that i would do anything to get that ounce of attention you actually gibe me., when you want something. I tell my friends and they just tell me you are using me and i then tell them that i know and that it doesnt matter and i let you because i feeel so great when im with you. So in a way i suppose im using you aswell. I know i have bugged you by telling ou i li9ke you but i really dont know if you understand. I know you dont want a realationship, but i dont know if thats what i want. i just want more than what i have. i want to be more to you than just a easy piece of ass.You are probably asking, "if she likes me so much, than why does she sleep with so many other guys" and the only answer i have for that is...i dont know. stuff happens. but not once since i met you have i not thought about you before...or wished i was with you.I have not slept with more than 13 people and the way the world is now a days, that is good. the sad thing...i regret most of them. anyways weston...I want you to know something. I think you are one amazing person. you are so talented with your singing, writing, and your abilities to do many other things. i am astonished by your talents and i think that is about 70% of why i like you so much....because i know you are talented. However it hurts when we have sex...make love...and you dont even bother holding me afterwords....or you just pass out, or you just want to get going. its like well you have got what you wanted...ta ta! this makes me feel like shit. and you know i just realized that i am asking too much for you to actually read this letter. I truly think that i just dont want to feel so heart broken anymore. i think it would save me a lot of heartache if you just told me flat out, that i have no chance with you and that you just use me. this would however put the "sex when westong drunk and horny" to a hault meaning no more. I would of course be hurt for a while, but atleast then i would know that i have no chance and ill then be in the mindframe of getting over you,,,and move on. ive tried so hard before but it just comes back to you.God! you have honestly no idea how much i have been waiting to tell you this in a whay you might actually listen. another funny fact is that when i call you...and you pick up...im surprised that you took your time to do so. I dont understand why i cannt infact get over you, or why i feel so attached. its not like we even had anything close to a relationship at all. It was actually more of a one night stand that happened a few times. Fuck buddies minus the buddies and i am not going to do that any more. If for once you decide to call me when you are sober and actually want to hang out i will most likely fall for the " i like you, sleep with me line." but i hope with this letter you wont take advantage of what i told you.Do you realize that we have only hung out when you are drunk and want a piece? thats pathetic and i hate myself for being so weak to be at your beck and call. I know that there are a lot of guys out there and i am pretty sure they won't make me feel as used as you do! and i am sorry for lecturing you...cause i suppose its my fault anyways. so im sorry.i am sick of always being with someone else and thinking of you...or liking someone else and thinking of you...then comparing and realizing that if im hanging out with them...id leave in a split second to be with you.It also makes me feel stupid to want someone so bad...who could give a shit about me.If you ever want a girlfriend weston i hope that for at least a spleit seconbd you think of me and realize the it could actually work. i would do almost anything id be faithfula nd id support you in almost anything you do. i would be so good to you. I care about you so much. I hope that at one time i was more to you than just an easy lay. I honestly hope you find someone that will gibe you what i couldnt. Im sorry i did this...im sorry you got the wrong impression of me. and im sorry i couldnt be anything more. you deserve the best! ~casey
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Fatman
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2005 19 January :: 5.13pm
You Are 15 Years Old |
15
Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.
13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.
20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.
30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!
40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.
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sherriffsteve
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2005 18 January :: 5.40pm
Ctrl Alt Del...
ehh, why not...
Esc!
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unbleachedblond
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2005 18 January :: 3.56pm
:: Mood: disgusted
yea so this prednisone stuff is absolutely horrid. we're talkin that its really bad. it tastes like a combination of fermented vodka and peppermint schnapse. its horrible. i cryed and sobbed like a frickin baby. thats how bad it is. never before has 3 tsp been so hard to consume. o how i wish i could be able to swallow a pill. i will never be able to look at vodka the same way again.
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blondie17
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2005 18 January :: 7.41am
BACK TO MY NORMAL ENTRIES. PRAISE THE LORD!hey everyone. becca and hilary and jess i miss you guys so much! i have to see you guys im going through withdrawal! but i need to tell you all something....what the hell....ill tell you right now....i am going to have a...........................................................................................................................................bunny rabbit on friday. lol! i know i shouldnt but its so cute and really really nice. i love it. ar! do you girls maybe want to hang out sometime this weekend? k ill talk to you later!
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jus4fun06
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2005 17 January :: 10.03pm
good night, sleep tight, my gun
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unbleachedblond
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2005 17 January :: 9.35pm
:: Mood: tired
well it;s been an absolutely exhilerating weekend. I've been having a headache for about a week. and later on last week, my tonsils started to swell up. i diagnosed myself with tonsilitis because it hasnt been the first time ive had it. anyways, my ma made me a doctors appt friday afternoon. when i went, the doc gave me a strep test (not a rapid strep test - he claims that he doesnt believe in them) and made me give blood for some sort of mono test. he said that i would know my results some time this week. until then i was put on penicillan. if the results came back positive for strep, i was to keep taking the penicillan for 10 days. if it wasnt strep, then i was to stop taking penicillan immidiately. well, needless to say i got worse over the weekend. the penicillan didnt touch it at all, and my tonsils completely closed up my throat. (oyea and i couldnt work). so to make a long story short, i have mono - and one of the worst cases he;s ever seen. so im on a diet of water and prednizone (some kind of steroid) until thursday, and then we'll see how they look then and go from there. needless to say, i feel like shit. i cant work or go to school until at least the 24th. im stuck on this i-cant-eat-delicious-food-even-tho-im-extremely-hungry diet, and i cant work. which means no income. ahhh. and i feel really bad cuz jami's getting sick too. i just hope i didnt give her anything - even tho i wouldnt be surprised if i did seeing as we spend all our time together. argh. but even after my mono goes away, theyre still contemplating taking the tonsils out. how exhilerating. have a lovely day.
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blondie17
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2005 17 January :: 8.15am
seeing that one color
that makes it better
did make it better
i am over the terror
what i used to be
will change
hopeing it will change
time to start new...
no more mistakes,
no more....
im done
youre done
no more
must know not to
no more chances
this is the last
no more chances
have to try my best
that way i feel like this no more
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jburt1
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2005 16 January :: 1.25am
I leave for chicago in 5 hours and counting. Awww yeah. Break's been alright, but I'll be glad to be back in chi town. I got to see everyone, although most people I only saw once during break. Last night I went to Katie T's house and we played bored games and talked. It was a nice evening. Plus, Katie's thinking about coming to visit me during midwinter break which would be awesome. On top of that, Katie F. is supposed to visit me the second weekend of feburary, Sara Wilson is supposed to come down and check out Loyola, and various other people may stop by. I just hope I can balance it all. Nick stopped by tonight and we played some card games and watched SNL. Tomorrow Brandi said she's gonna come up to Chicago. Even though I want to see my loyola friends and catch up, it'll be exciting if Brandi does drive up. She said we HAVE to go to the something corporate concert. Tickets are sold out but if we can get in..hot diggity. Well, I'm going to sleep or find something to preoccupy my time. Later.
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jus4fun06
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2005 15 January :: 11.13pm
i try...
or mayb i dont.
lets ask the magic 8 ball.
it knows all the answers
to the riddles.
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sherriffsteve
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2005 15 January :: 9.46pm
theres nothing more than this...
I am the only one to blame for this; somehow it all ends up the same. Soaring on the wings of selfish pride, I flew too high and like Icarus I collide. With a world I try so hard to leave behind, to rid myself of all but love, to give and die. To turn away and not become another nail to pierce the skin of one who loves; More deeply than the oceans, more abundant than the tears of a world embracing every heartache. Can I be the one to sacrifice? Or grip the spear and watch the blood and water flow. Take my world apart. I am on my knees. Take my world apart. I’m broken on my knees.
All said and done I stand alone amongst remains of a life I should not own. It takes all I am to believe in the mercy that covers me. Did you really have to die for me? All I am for all you are because what I need and what I believe are worlds apart. And I pray.
I look beyond the empty cross forgetting what my life has cost. I wipe away the crimson stains and dull the nails that still remain. More and more I need you now, I owe you more each passing hour. The battles between grace and pride
I gave up not so long ago. So steal my heart and take the pain and wash my feet and cleanse my pride. Take the selfish, take the weak and all the things I cannot hide.
Take my beauty, take my tears and my sinful soiled heart and make it pure. Take my world, it all is yours take it now, take it now. To serve the ones that I despise, speak the words I can't deny. Take my world apart. And watch the world I used to know fall to dust and blow away. I am on my knees. I look beyond the empty cross forgetting what my life has cost. Take my world apart. So wipe away the crimson stains and all the nails that still remain. I’m broken on my knees.
Steal my heart and take the pain. Take the selfish, take the weak and all the things I cannot hide. Take the beauty, take my tears, and take my world apart. I am on my knees. Take my world apart. And I do pray, and I pray, and I pray. Take my world apart. I am on my knees. I’m worlds apart.
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Fatman
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2005 13 January :: 10.24pm
I r confuzzled
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