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Old journal.
I feel like a better person when I write in there.

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I can't wait for summer.
And ice cream. 
And no school.
And driving with my windows down.
And slayering people.
And taking photographs everywhere.
And hopefully,
spending it with some of my new UB friends.
I'd like that a lot. 

You say you wouldn't talk about me.
But I know you do.
Maybe I'm just too good at using a computer.
I'm not ignorant.
I'm confused.
I don't have 5 blogs.
I dont have 7 websites.
I have LJ, myspace, and Facebook.
The whole world doesn't see.
If that were true,
that'd be truly amazing.
But not everyone knows me.
I am insignificant 
in this huge world.
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I can picture you laughing at me.
as the smoke fills the room.
But you don't even know me.
I never talked to you.
Like I wanted.
I remember crying.
About how I wish I knew.
what to say.
It was all my choice.
To make you hate me.
I just don't think it's fair.
You never gave me a chance.
You judged me from the start.
You all think 
I judged you.
For your habits.
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I  am exhausted lately ( Read more... )

So you're just single and bored.
That's what you said.

I'm supposed to be writing a paper on these urban pictures I took in Buffalo for my one art class, but I can't focus. Not one bit.  I got my flash drive back from Durfe's house...it's been like 3 months since I've used this. Of course there's like all these pictures of Jack on there because I used to draw from them all the time. I was pissed off at ( Read more... )

You're asking me will my love grow.
I don't know, 
I don't know.

Christmas Eve was kinda fun.
I did my eye shadow really pretty; I looked at this gorgeous picture in a magazine and did my own version of it and I was completely satisfied. 
It was fun knowing I looked hott, even though I had no one to really get dressed up for anyways.

Snacks at my house. 
My sister, Russ, aunt, Robbie, Granda, Diane, and my cousin ( Read more... )

I would love nothing more than to punch him in the face.

How can you leave someone like 2 comments on myspace without knowing who they are
and say "You seem really nice!"

wtf?

I'm just so fucking weirded out lately.
Everyone sucks.