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you're not alone, together we stand...
"so far away
i wish you were here
before it's too late
this could all disappear
before the doors close
and it comes to an end
with you by my side
i will fight and defend
i'll fight and defend
keep holding on
'cause you know
we'll make it through
we'll make it through
just stay strong
'cause you know
i'm here for you
i'm here for you
there's nothing you can say
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the ocean in a paper cup.
So I think it's been a while since my last update. I truly have nothing interesting to say, but I've been bleeding and stressing lately, so I figure it's a good time to update.
I started re-reading Twilight yesterday. I'm more than halfway through it, and I'm really starting to take notice of how much it really sucks. Oh well, I enjoy it nonetheless ( Read more... ) -
after that confrontation
I am at my wit's end.
Yes, ladies and gentlemen, the PMS train is on the move. Just in time for V-Day!
Woohoo.
Fucking Valentine's Day. You know what the point of V-Day is? The idea is, for all people who have significant others to rub it in the faces of the people who are single. It is the wonderful time of year when single people get drunk and ( Read more... ) -
iTunes is defunct.
I made the point to come to the basement to post this entry, and I started thinking: Should my entries be worth something? I'm beginning to wonder if I should post only when my entries are worthy of posting. I guess that really doesn't make any sense. It made me wonder, am I ever really saying anything worth writing? I've recently become more ( Read more... ) -
burn and rise above the flame.
so it has been over a week since i posted (hold on, i forgot i muted my sound) sorry about that.
it's been a while and i'm not sure what it is i want to say, but i'm suddenly feeling the need to post. this is most likely attributed to the fact that i have to do my grammar homework and posting on lj is an avoidance tactic...in any case, i had a bad ( Read more... ) -
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I'm 16 again, feeling the guilt burden around my heart. I'm getting yelled at for something that isn't entirely my fault, and I can't help but cry. I feel the old bitter thoughts crawl into my conscious mind: Doesn't matter what good I do, it's always the disappointments that stand out to you. I know in an hour I'll feel differently, but for now, I ( Read more... ) -
clogged.
My eyes focus on the page in front of me, my pen moving in unison with my reading, attempting to retain information. I re-read the sentence before me, not absorbing a thing. I read it again and again, but my thoughts are clouding my mind. I try to push it away, refocusing my attention to the task at hand. It's futile. Every other day in the week, ( Read more... ) -
and you flew with it on your back
a name in your recollection
I just spent the better part of a half hour re-doing my journal and whenever I do this I always read old entries. I was hitting random tags and I ended up reading a long ass entry from October 2006 when tony went to Texas for a month ( shiftyboyd.livejournal.com/tag/thirty+days.). As much as I don't want to spend any more ( Read more... ) -
2008: The year of removing myself from in front of the door.
2008 is over. Finally. I say this every year, but quite a bit happened. My life changed dramatically in the matter of moments, and I find myself glad with the changes that have occurred over the last twelve months.
To start out with, I've been back at home for a year. This time last year, I was unemployed and re-reading the Harry Potter series to ( Read more... ) -
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coming soon. a year in review 2008.