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[02 Aug 2004|12:30pm] |
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all this journal is now is memories of you and how you hate me probably about as much as i miss you.
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[09 Apr 2004|07:34am] |
"it's hard to know who you are when you are caring around baggage. so i let it go. it's a survival thing."
goodbye. hope your life brings you to bigger and brighter things then i could have.
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[02 Mar 2004|06:13pm] |
fuck everyone who ever put me down.
fuck everyone who ever broke my heart.
everyone who acted like they knew me when they didn't.
everyone who treated me like second best.
everyonewho lied to me because they knew i would believe them.
everyonewho never told me the truth because it made them look bad.
everyone who ever took advantage of me.
everyone who talked shit about me behind my back.
everyone who betrayed me when i was nothing but loyal.
everyone who pretended to be my friend and then turned their back on me.
everyone who ever hated me without knowing me.
everyone who gave up and abandoned me.
everyone who ever labeled me.
everyone who ever picked a drug over my friendship.
everyone who said they'd be my friend forever then took it back.
everyone who made me cry.
everyone who didn't understand my pride is all i have.
I FUCKING HATE YOU ALL.
but you made me what i am today.
maybe i don't always do what's right by you but i never meant to do you wrong either. i know when i'm wrong and if you hadn't been so happy to give up on me, i would have told you so.
this journal is through. GOOD RIDDANCE.
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[01 Mar 2004|05:56pm] |
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YOU DON'T KNOW ME SO STOP ACTING LIKE YOU DO.
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| hello, my greatest insecurity |
[29 Feb 2004|12:14pm] |
dis·pos·a·ble (d-spz-bl) adj.
Designed to be disposed of after use
ex·pend·a·ble (k-spnd-bl) adj.
Not worth salvaging or reusing
Not strictly necessary; dispensable
I've been folding myself
In little shapes
Trying to please
Trying to appease you
And ended up with ten thousand me’s
Now I’m too broke
To pay that price
The secret to love is not Origami
I been so many shapes
Since the day that I was born
I've been folding myself
I really sold myself
With no escape
I've been folding myself
In little shapes
Trying to compare
Trying to ensnare you
Till finally there was no-one there
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[29 Feb 2004|12:03pm] |
Friday:
xxxxx: My neck hurts.
Me: Yah, that's because you have a giant hickey.
BAHAHA GENIUS.
Saturday:
Me: Why the hell are your waffles soggy?
Jordan: I couldn't find your toaster so I put them in the mircrowave.
Me: That is so white trash.
Jordan: Hey shutup, they're good!
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[27 Feb 2004|02:09pm] |
You know what's funny?
YOUR LIFE.
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[27 Feb 2004|02:01pm] |
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if it wasn't you, it would be somebody else.
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[24 Feb 2004|08:22am] |
YOUR LOOKS ARE CUTTING ME INTO PIECES
AND STILL I CANNOT FIT INTO THIS SPACE
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[23 Feb 2004|12:00pm] |
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i'm sorry but i'd rather let you go then back down. you don't understand but without my pride i have nothing.
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[23 Feb 2004|11:32am] |
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hilary duff bahahaha |
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I DIDN’T GET IT RIGHT THE FIRST TIME
I DIDN'T GET IT RIGHT THE SECOND
I WON'T LET YOU IN AGAIN
JUST A FEW MORE HEARTBREAKS
JUST A FEW MORE LESSONS LEARNED
I REALLY MEAN IT THIS TIME...
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[22 Feb 2004|06:23pm] |
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lostprophets:lasttrainhome |
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Three bedroom condo............................... $0.
Breakfast for 4................................... $27.
Souveniers from the World's Largest Gift Shop..... $9.
Twizzlers......................................... $3.
Dinner for 10 at the Belagio...................... $500.
Eiffle tower drink................................ $15
Bottle of Parrot Bay and Tequila.................. $32.
Breakfast for 4................................... $36.
French fries and a drink.......................... $3.
Vegas trip for my cousin's 21st birthday.......... PRICELESS.
What happened in Vegas, will stay in Vegas.... :]
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[19 Feb 2004|10:09pm] |
kimi what are we going to do about this stalker situation? seriously, so creepy. they're starting to show up everywhere. if people would just realize we think we are better than them maybe they would leave us alone. don't dress like us the next day please and don't follow us around. you are not cool and you never will be. get over it.
not to mention, that jenny minor bitch is going down. i get enough of myself when i look in the mirror, i don't need to see her pig ass face walking around trying to be me also. what a dirty cunt. what the hell is she doing with her life?! oh wait, i remember, she's trying to HAVE MINE.
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[19 Feb 2004|10:37am] |
MAYBE SOMEDAY IT’LL ALL FIT TOGETHER
BUT ALL I HAVE NOW ARE THESE BROKEN PUZZLE PIECES
THAT I CAN’T SEEM TO KEEP FROM CUTTING INTO THAT HIDDEN PLACE IN MY HEART JUST BELOW MY LUNGS
INCREASING BLOOD FLOW, CUTTING OFF CIRCULATION
IT’S TOO MUCH TO ASK, TO ASK FOR ANYTHING
MAYBE IT’S ALL THE CITY LIGHTS AND THE FUNNY FEELING I GET WHEN YOU GET TOO CLOSE
BUT I’M BLEEDING FROM THE INSIDE OUT
TRYING TO GET YOU OUT OF MY SYSTEM AND
LIVING OFF REJECTION AND AGONY
PACKED AND READY TO GO AT A WHIM
PACKED AWAY IN DANCING BOXES
ALL LABELED FOR DELIVERY; NEVER
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[19 Feb 2004|07:53am] |
i was the one worth leaving
how ironic. i was never anything but loyal to you. and then you broke our friendship and my heart, for him, and now he broke yours♥. was it worth it? fast forward, and now you hate each other but he's still making you miserable. maybe there's things you never realized about him, like the fact that he wasn't worth it, maybe you put up with it anyway, who knows? he was never a true friend to you and i thought you realized it a long time ago. i can't say i'm not guilty of being fooled by him, but i've learned my lesson. or maybe, i just believe that something that starts with broken hearts is going to end that way, you used to think that too. i'm not trying to say that i know you well anymore, but i am giving you the same advice you you gave me about him and DON'T WASTE YOUR TIME... i never realized how much life goes on.
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[18 Feb 2004|10:23pm] |
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i've got a head full of questions and a busted heart filled with lies. won't spend one second on my knees. will not be thankful for what I have not asked for, or apologize for hating all that my eyes see.
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[18 Feb 2004|11:14am] |
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sniffle sniffle |
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elliot smith againnnnn |
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I'm sick. Pass the cough drops and the tissues please. :[
.WHEN.I.FALL.DOWN.I'LL.FALL.APART.
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[17 Feb 2004|09:46am] |
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All I wanted was the fairytale life you sold me.
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