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I know my rights I've been here all day and its time for me to go so let me know if its alright...
so...another long day at work...second to last day...spent the weekend in l.a. at my apartment...independence coming along quite nicely...basically, there are cockroaches and the carpet was never cleaned...yeah...fun...but its nice otherwise, and its something i'm doing on my own--sort of--paid for and cared for and i'm proud of that...anyways, -
drown if you want and i'll see you at the bottom...
so here it is: summer is come and gone. i survived, on my own to some degree, completely dependent on others as usual to help me through the toughness of a few key moments...especially katie-totally proved what an amazing friend you really are time and time again, everytime i forget how wonderful you are and how much i need you, you do something ( Read more... ) -
seems so out of context in this gaudy apartment complex...
omg i can't even begin to describe the glory of street scene. it was great--hard fi or whatever that band was called wasn't too bad, even though we expected the worst. then, kasabian. this band is incredible--tomorrow i am going to buy their cd, and i don't buy cd's-that's how amazing they are. like, a hard indie edge thats rock without ( Read more... ) -
boys like you are overrated...
if i was to die tomorrow, i would want everyone i care about to know how much i love them. i would also want everyone whose asses i long to kick to feel my wrath. i am terribly vexed [to put it politely] with certain members of humanity, who deserve a flaming, agonizing death. like the usc financial aid office, for example. in short--those ( Read more... ) -
...and if someday you find that once again you long to take your heart back and be free...
have you ever had that moment? that stop--pulse beats, throbbing drum, timbre natural and pure--the sole accompanyment to the phenomenon, the miracle? that instant, incredible, undeniable, when you know it is a repeat? this moment, this situation, has happened already--wisps of a dream fortelling this swirl in your conscience and you can read the ( Read more... ) -
and what if it was paradise, and what if we were symphonies?
the very first entry [fresh clean start] none of that myspace nonsense [nonsensical fulfillment of everlasting promise] full of pretense and light superficiality [here i am make of me what thou wilt]. here i am, take it or leave it [running with scissors stealing a dream of yesterday], from the get. whatever you wanted from me, it may or may not ( Read more... )