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[Nov. 12th, 2008|09:43 pm] |
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he would have been 53 today. |
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[May. 5th, 2008|12:34 pm] |
i miss him.
(words i thought i'd never speak) |
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[Apr. 29th, 2008|08:28 pm] |
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things that are cool: reconnecting.
things that aren't cool: flaking.
also apparently, making declarations means i'm whining/ranting/complaining. really? missed that memo. |
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[Apr. 23rd, 2008|10:48 pm] |
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i don't know what the fuck i'm doing or why i'm doing it.
i need someone to talk to who cares and who isn't wrapped up in their own shit. sadly, as most of my friends go to college, this is near impossible to find.
i'm thisclose to killing a bitch here. again. go figure.
who the hell am i?
do you know? cause i don't.
i could use a drink hahahaha
i'll be back in the 716 this weekend. think you can make me better? let me know.
<< we've been searching for a lifetime,
short as it may seem.
riding on the fumes that spark us,
while igniting dreams>>
mae may not have been the best decision... |
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[Apr. 15th, 2008|09:10 pm] |
so....dana and i finally found out...
WE'RE OFFICIALLY IN THE SOCIAL WORK PROGRAM!!!!
a weight has been lifted. and replaced with a larger one. haha.
at least i didn't waste two years here only to be let down.
ahhhh. i'm so excited!!!!
to the future my friends: make it what you want. |
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[Apr. 6th, 2008|02:00 am] |
| [ | mood |
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i felt so alienated. and it was supposedly something i could call mine.
i have a lot of great guys in my life that i call friends.
gift or curse?
someone's life may have ended tonight. the not knowing is the hardest part. i just don't want to wake up to a message telling me that it's true what we assumed.
i think i was being watched. i don't know if that's good or bad.
or maybe i was being looked through. that would make more sense.
seriously, where's my ever after?
if he really goes away for the next few i am gonna miss him so much more than he'll ever understand.
"Head underwater
And they tell me
To breathe easy for a while
Breathing gets harder, even I know that"
edit noon: it is true. i did have to wake up to that. fuuuuuck. why?! what the fuck!!!! rip. |
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[Mar. 18th, 2008|02:24 pm] |
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florida, where have you been all my life?
oh, right, to the south.
well, you should be closer.
i'm in orange county.
the other, lesser known one.
orlando is no longer just a sexy actor to me.
sending sunshine and good vibes to all of you.
i want to bring back a palm tree. |
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[Mar. 12th, 2008|11:01 pm] |
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remember when i used to be able to deal?
yea, me too.
but all things must change. |
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[Feb. 26th, 2008|10:13 am] |
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yep, not a total fan of what i wrote last night.
i ended up with nick watching porn with his suitemates and then some movie called "black sleep" about mutant sheep in new zealand that go on a killing rampage.
sadly, that is about on par for him and i.
i'm re-doing my theory homework because god damn i couldn't type last night apparently. well, that's evidenced by the last entry as well.
thanks to cart for being cool.
why does drunk sleep always feel so much more rested? |
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[Feb. 25th, 2008|11:43 pm] |
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i am in such a selfpity mood right now it's not even funny.
i'm drinking merlot and lemondae in my tinker belle mug. the wine's almost gone. i tried to fractions and my bottle is under 1/2 full. i think at elast.
i'm tlaking with nick. he's taunting me with jager shots. lil bastard. literally. he's really short. i miss hanging with nick. we used to watch moves and play video games. and i'd win coz id just hit random buttson wand do good.
i miss hanving firends here. i miss having a boy to lie my head on when i'm sad like this.
no one wants me. wooooo. i'm tooo independet. i'm too ugly. i'm too much a strong female for anyone to care about.
wooooooooooooooooooooooooo!@!!!!
this convo with nick is getting ridic. we're both sad people. the truth syrum is tarting to affect me a bit too much i think.
i've liked so many bioys over the years and i've told none of them. i'll never know what im issed out on.
i know a couple people that could call me tonight and make me feel better. i doubt they will. i've fiallen apart at my seams. no one wants to put the money into reparing me.
i'mma regret writing this in the morning. i can already feel it.
drunk mcdrunky signing off bitches and hoes and babys and bros.
edit: i feel sick. in omre ways than one.
double dit: i'll even be the other woman if it'll make sme someone.
triple edit: i thin i need a boyfriend to feel validated.
wuad-whteever edit: my head feels funny.
edit that time: i heart you carytykins for dealing wth me right now.
i gave up: fuck you wodnerall. |
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