I heard this on the radio on my way home from Patrick's last night and it seemed to be the most fitting.
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Once there was a way, to get back homeward.
Once there was a way, to get back home.
Sleep pretty darling, do not cry.
And I will sing a lullaby.

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"This is your life, good to the last drop, and it doesn't get any better than this. This is your life and it's ending one minute at a time. This isn't a seminar and this isn't a weekend retreat. Where you are now, you can't even imagine what the bottom will be like. Only after disaster can we be resurrected. It's only after you've lost everything ( Read more... )

What could you possibly say to someone...?

I'm here for you. Let me know if there is anything...ANYTHING at all that I can do for you...

Oh man... I'm on this creative high. I locked myself in my room for a few hours and choreographed parts of the English project that I'm doing with Jess and Dan. And then there was this other song on the cd Jess put Baba Yaga on. So I kept listening to it. And just messing around with stupid lyrical moves. But I really am considering ( Read more... )

I ____ Missy.
Missy is ____.
If I were alone in a room with Missy, I would ____.
I think Missy should ____.
Missy needs ____.
I want to ____ Missy.

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Ah yes. My schedule sucks next year. Everyone is taking all these really hard AP classes and burdening themselves with Sciences and Math classes and AP this and AP that. It makes me feel stupid to know that I'm not taking any AP courses next year. Well - none that count for 12th grade at least. I'm taking regular English right now. And I ( Read more... )

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