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i WATCHED THE WALLS AROUND ME CRUMBLE, BUT iT'S NOT LiKE i WONT BUiLD THEM UP AGAiN. SO HERE'S YOUR LAST CHANCE FOR REDEMPTiON, SO TAKE iT WHiLE iT LASTS BECAUSE iT WiLL END. AND MY TEARS ARE TURNiNG iNTO TiME i'VE WASTED TRYiNG TO FiND A REASON FOR GOODBYE. i WONT BE THE ONE TO CHASE YOU, BUT AT THE SAME TiME YOU'RE THE HEART THAT i CALL HOME. i'M ALWAYS STUCK WiTH THESE EMOTiONS AND THE MORE i TRY TO FEEL, THE LESS i'M WHOLE. MY TEARS ARE TURNiNG iNTO TiME i'VE WASTED TRYiNG TO FiND A REASON FOR GOODBYE. i CAN'T LiVE WiTHOUT YOU, CAN'T BREATHE WiTHOUT YOU, i DREAM ABOUT YOU. HONESTLY TELL ME THAT iT'S OVER BECAUSE iF THE WORLD iS SPiNNiNG AND i'M STiLL LiViNG, iT WONT BE RiGHT iF WE'RE NOT iN iT TOGETHER. TELL ME THAT iT'S OVER AND i'LL BE THE FiRST TO GO. DON'T LET ME BE THE LAST TO KNOW. TELL ME THAT iT'S OVER. HONESTLY, TELL ME THAT iT'S OVER. TELL ME THAT iT'S OVER NO MOMENT WiLL BE MORE TRUE THAN THE MOMENT i LOOK AT YOU. AND THAT iS ALL i'M PRAYiNG, THAT SOMEDAY YOU WILL UNDERSTAND. AND THAT iS ALL i'M PRAYiNG, THAT SOMEDAY i WiLL UNDERSTAND.

 

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:: 2005 18 August :: 7.54 am

I close my eyes
only for a moment
and the moment's gone
all my dreams
pass before my eyes a curiosity
dust in the wind
All they are is dust in the wind

Same old song
just a drop of water
in an endless sea
all we do
crumbles to the ground
though we refuse to see
dust in the wind
all we are is dust in the wind

Now, donīt hang on
nothing last forever,
but the earth and sky,
it slips away
And all your money
won`t another minute buy

Dust in the wind
all we are is dust in the wind
dust in the wind
everything is dust in the wind
dust in the wind
everything is dust in the wind

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:: 2005 13 August :: 3.04 pm
:: Mood: blah

school
yesterday, my parents and I travelled to Boone, to get me settled back in for school. well today, at lunch they were asking if I were excited and such and I was like yeh. and my dad was like, if you want we can pack it all up, turn around, and go home. and I was like, no. my dad just kept saying that we will if that's what I want. if I truely want to do that. then when we were saying our goodbyes I started to get teary-eyed and I don't know why. I'm not scared. I'm not scared as I was when I first came up this past January. this time, I already knew people. I already knew people that were already up here. so why am I getting tear-filled eyes?

I want to stay here in boone. at the same time I don't. I don't want to stay in the sense that it is new. I wouldn't say that I haven't found my place. I want to go back to wilmington because it's a comfort zone. I know I need to get out of wilmington so I can "spread my wings." I need to start doing things on my own.

once my parents left I was just fine until just now when I got back to my room, after walking across campus. now I'm sitting here with tears gliding down my face and I don't know why.

play me a melody on the piano

:: 2005 5 August :: 2.14 am
:: Mood: morose

alright, I love my best friend. enough said.
I love my best friend. I never have to worry about what I say. I don't have to be fake at all around her. I love that. I would do anything I could for her. that's right.

last summer at one point involved: a small group of people, the beach, liquour, and a camera. that's all I'm going to say.

evidently amanda mentioned this moment to her dad's new girlfriend. so tonite when we were together, amanda mentions that moment again, I turn beet red in the face. HaHaHa!

those were great times.

play me a melody on the piano

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