I'm gonna stand and say
that I'm nothing on my own
and I love you, please come home

some nights are just so much worse than others.
and that's all there is to say about it.

 you left, I died; I went and you cried
you came, I think, but I never really know
I've served my time
I've watched you climb the wrong incline
but what do I know ?

the netherlands was an experience. 
absolutely unreal.
I honestly could've cared less about where we were, all that mattered was that I was with him.
now we're back to the same old shit. 
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so I'm taking a cue from jess and getting back on LJ, just because I need to start writing again. I haven't written a thing in ages. and it sucks. so here I am ( Read more... )

that big green container that used to be behind the junior school?

I climbed up onto one tonight. sat in the dusky light and watched cars go by. lay down and looked at the sillhouettes of the trees against the blue-gray sky.

and it was friggin awesome.

I have stopped writing.
for the past while, I've fallen into bed with a complete feeling of either exhaustion or contentment.
my journal has stayed conveniently buried under my pillow since about the middle of march.
perhaps tonight I'll start up again.

"they say if you love somebody, then you've got to set them free
but I would rather be locked to you ( Read more... )

"tell all the english boys you meet
'bout the american boy back in the states
the american boy you used to date
who would do anything you say"

brand new concert. may 10th. so stoked.

but I am not stoked that my cold, and homework, are forcing me to stay in. and not watch the hockey game.

boooo.

I have noticed a steep decline in my posting on here ( Read more... )

look at this ocean with everyone drowning
idiots screaming and everyone sinking in slowly
we're surrounded
in the yellow lights of the city wasted as bodies
in bed with somebody a touch away with nothing to do
we're surrounded

I'm really dying here
I'm really dying here
and I'm afraid, no I'm scared

gooddamnit girl, why are you doing this to yourself.
this ( Read more... )

oh baby why, do I miss you like I do?
oh I miss my sweet, and the birds all singin' blue 
and white

call me on your way back home, dear
'cause I miss you
honey, I ain't nothing new

oh baby why, did I treat you like I did?
honey I was just a kid, bubblegum on my shoe
but you loved me, and I loved you

'cause I just wanna die without you

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long weekend bitches.
I am le excited. and feeling better. sort of.

I'm trying to make plans of sorts. does anyone want to hang out?