I'm going to ride this plane out of your life again. I wish that I could stay, but you argued. More than this, I wish you could've seen my face in the backseat staring out the window. I'll do anything for you. Kill anyone for you. So leave yourself intact, 'cause I will be coming back. In a phrase to cut these lips: I love you. The morning will come in the press of every kiss, with your head upon my chest. Where I will annoy you, with every waking breath until you decide to wake up. I earned through hope and faith, all the curves around your face, that I'm the one you'll hold. Forever. If morning never comes, for either one of us, then this I pray to you. Wherever. I'll do anything for you. This story is for you. 'Cause I'd do anything for you. Anything you want me to for you. Kill anyone for you. So leave yourself intact, 'cause I won't be coming back. In a prase to cut this lips: I love you. The morning will come in the press of every kiss, with your head upon my chest. Where I will annoy you, with every waking breath until you decide to wake up.

 

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fishyrere

:: 2009 4 August :: 10.25pm

I found my wedding dress today. It's perfect.

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m&ms487

:: 2009 1 August :: 10.03pm

I wanna take a ride on your disco stick
Time to go to bed because I have to work at six thirty in the morning. Bah. This will be the last time, though, because I changed my availability. I will have six roommates this year and it's not fair nor is it realistic that they will be quiet after ten pm on Friday and Saturday nights. Therefore, I said I can't work until nine in the morning after this weekend.

I work the next three days and then I'm off to home for five days for a bit of a vacation which includes a shopping excursion to Valueland with my mother and grandmother and a family reunion.

I tried on most of my clothes today to figure out which ones still fit and which ones don't. Because of my illness I went from a size 16/18 to a size 6/8 in the past year. Right now I'm hovering around a 10/12, which is perfectly fine for me. However, that means that I have a ton of clothes that don't fit-old and new. Luckily, I didn't buy too many small clothes when I was really sick, so I only have a few pairs of pants that are too small; most of my clothes are way too big. I'm donating them when I go to Valueland next week.

"Now and then she appointed trysts beneath certain shrubs about the grounds, where he would find her naked, or with her clothing half torn to ribbons upon her, in the wild throes of nymphomania, her body gleaming in the slow shifting from one to another of such formally erotic attitudes and gestures as a Beardsley of the time of Petronius might have drawn. She would be wild then, in the close, breathing halfdark without walls, with her wild hair, each strand of which would seem to come alive like octopus tentacles, and her wild hands and her breathing: 'Negro! Negro! Negro!' "
-Light in August, Faulkner

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m&ms487

:: 2008 20 May :: 6.41am

So...five year anniversary with Meijer today. I can't believe I've wasted so many years in that place. At least I get good hours and although I'm not making that much I have an in with management and it's relatively easy work.

This morning around three a nine year old girl stole about three hundred dollars worth of stuff from the store. She had snuck out of the house and rode her bike to Meijer. On her way (back home?) she got pulled over by the cops. Her mom had to take her to the hospital because she had cut herself with the utility knife that she stole to open the merchandise packages. After that, the mom brought her back to the store (about seven am when i first opened the desk) and purchased the stuff that she opened and got blood on and returned the other stuff that was still in the packaging. The girl didn't even look upset.

Another day in the life..

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fishyrere

:: 2009 15 July :: 10.14pm

*sigh*

If only it was that easy.

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fishyrere

:: 2009 3 July :: 2.29am

Andrea:

I hate you. I don't even know why we are friends. You only hang out with me because you wish you were me. Plus you totally want in Justin G's pants and ditched me for him. What ever happened to sisters before misters?

Head butt a bullet bitch.

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m&ms487

:: 2008 22 April :: 6.06am

An old angry man threw his Meijer Credit Card at me yesterday when I told him I couldn't check his balance for him and that he'd have to call the number on the back of the card. I promptly said, "Sir, I want you to know that was very rude and I do not appreciate it" like he was five years old. He apologized and said he didn't mean any "offense."

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m&ms487

:: 2009 23 June :: 9.13pm

It's decidedly too warm outside-especially for our apartment which doesn't have air conditioning.

Just working all summer; trying to study my french and read a bit.

Rueben is standing in front of my fan and it makes me angry.

grr.

"Until the become conscious they will never rebel, and until after they they have rebelled they cannot become conscious."

-two points for whomever gets where this is from without searching for it.

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m&ms487

:: 2008 12 April :: 8.23am

Idea for graduate admission paper: Analyze three or four contemporary American novels (1980 to present) cataloging the decline and/or transformation of religion in the American population. Contemporary cultural criticism; additional information found from research polls and other cultural articles related to thesis.

So exciting!

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m&ms487

:: 2009 14 May :: 12.56pm

http://www.geocities.com/Athens/Troy/5187/gre.html

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fishyrere

:: 2009 30 April :: 10.23pm

I feel so alone.

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