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[30 Nov 2004|01:26pm] |
i've become content with this life that i live.
where i drink too much,
and don't believe in much of anything...........
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[23 Oct 2004|12:50pm] |
Your Boobies' Names Are: James Daniels and The Sue
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| forget everyone, forget everything.. start over with me |
[19 Jun 2004|02:03pm] |
these past months have been interesting,
simply, i have reached that level in which i hoped not to,
these horizontal walls are too steep to climb,
too slippery to walk,
and too thick to see through.
i believe that i really do have the potential
to come out on top of this.
sadly, i have substitued the things that really matter,
for a disease with no real cure.
i really cannot blame anyone other than myself.
i have taken it upon myself to beat this.
as this comes way too late,
i do apologize for this being.
me i suppose.. but not at all.
i am in control.
i am coming for you,
and it is you that i miss.
good night.
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| i think love's suicide.. is not. |
[04 Jun 2004|06:11pm] |
a world of mind games leaves many on the bench.
i really don't understand this obsession with genre.
an individual is so much more than that.
it seems as though, the bar for acceptance, gets raised every year.
every month.
every day.
every minute.
every second.
we tear eachother's throat, in competition, for an award, that in my eyes, has no value.
i begin to question intelligence, but realize that i am not intelligent enough to do so.
i suppose then, that if intelligence is the power to acquire and apply knowledge,
then we are all geniuses.
this coming from someone as inferior as myself, makes me laugh.
but then at that moment, a spark ignites within this inept being.
although it may not be love, it was a feeling, an emotion.
and thats when it clicks...
thats when this smile becomes known.
thats when this individual becomes me.
ya, i remember when i won the race.
the skills used to do so were not.
the feeling i achieved while crossing the finish line,
was.
after all is said and done,
i now know that this corona + bacardi mix is great.
thats a fact.
but what i also know, is that i'm not out to prove anything.
i love you.
and you're nothing, without love.
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| :: whats there to give now? :: |
[02 Mar 2004|04:20am] |
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mood |
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music |
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eamon - fuck it, i don't want you back ... of course |
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so these past weeks have been different than others. i've been meeting alot of new people, and also seeing old people who'm i haven't seen in ages. it is really nice. this wound is bleeding less and less every day and i suppose thats good. but the lack of blood in my system leaves a lifeless heart. i've made so many mistakes recently, that i really didn't know what to do. i'm gonna keep on making the same mistakes, but with a better head this time. i thought i had very little, which is true in some aspects, but not entirely.
doing nothing exciting in the cave with the right people makes it something that i am glad to partake in. thank you for being good company.
in less than 3 months, i will more than likely be saying goodbye to the cave, and i will be moving out. it will be glorious to say the least. and i would like everyone to partake in the adventure. even if that means coming over and vaccuming for me, that would be fine. :D
she complains the room's too cold,
even though she's so hot.
but when i learn to make heat,
it's just to dissappoint.
i can't wait to be enough to keep away from you.
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| :: always and always and always :: |
[29 Feb 2004|05:13am] |
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mood |
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music |
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the window - first handjob scene |
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sleeping in the cave for the purpose of hearing these sounds as i fall asleep,
unfortunately this music makes it that much more difficult.
these feelings will never change.
i'm the butt of this joke, but i can't help how i feel.
i'll still worry.
i'll still care.
i'll still wonder.
how long have i been this cloudless???
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| n / a |
[28 Feb 2004|03:02am] |
rumor on the streets is that this supermarket strike could finally be over this week. i am very excited to get back to work. it's sad that i have to wait for something like this to motivate me to do anything, but i think it might just do the trick. i know within a week or two of working again, i will also have a car finally. getting back to working 55+ hours a week keeps me out of trouble and also keeps my mind off unhealthy thoughts, which is of course, good, in most aspects. these 'unhealthy' thoughts aren't always bad, but they do tend to leave me in the dirt.
this social behavior of mine has seen the lack of color in most people,
and all these hot girls are not beautiful at all.
as i've always said, it is time.
and this time, is now.
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| :: all my life :: |
[27 Feb 2004|05:44am] |
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thursday - how long is the night |
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i'm reading the memories,
but understand nothing.
how can this be?
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[23 Feb 2004|04:36am] |
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the early november - we write the wrong |
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i think this is much more than the mexican headbangers, but i need something to blame it on. all and all, i know that the pieces of brick that had held this structure, are no longer there. i would love to say that they were dwindling down to nothing... but they have straight up dissappeared. proven once again what i have already known, has finally sunk in. so much for that power that makes things so easy... and yet so difficult. this will be the last entry about her. although i don't feel as if my time has been wasted, i do feel that i threw away something very valuable, and even more rare.
this moisture that fogs my view has always been for the best,
but not tonight.
the butterflies that penetrate my life,
have been ignored.
i wish i could say that this was for the wrong reasons,
but it only hurts cause it's right.
so this is it. the goodbye that has been done over and over again. this piece of shit has nothing to give, and thats how it should be. i have always said that confusion was my worst fault. so knowing that i must get rid of something that i really don't want to give up, is absurd. but when it comes down to it, it's pretty damn obvious that it's not mine to give in the first place.
:: "And I'll ask "What could you be doing that is so much fun
:: without me by your side, without me by your side?"
:: And I'll take a step back, and I'll let you ahead.
:: And I will take a step away and see if you come back.
:: Because there's no more trying to make this so right,
:: there's no more trying, there's no more trying tonight.
:: We will never be the same.
:: We will never be the same until you're done."
well, it is time for this victim to retire.
good luck on the hunt, i'm sure it will come relatively easily,
just like i did.
and all this time, she has been you,
just like you planned.
no more games for me. the consequence is too harsh.
this is too harsh. good night lies.
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another night, another bottle.
so ever since i started playing q3 with rwho and ecto, i have been sucked in. i played alot today. i even tried to play cs, and i lasted about 2min. after playing quake again, cs is so damn boring. i'm down for a lan when-ev-er!
tonya and i now have a schedule for thursdays;
:: 2:00am she arrives
:: 2:05am we drink
:: 2:30am denny's!
:: 3:30am late night talk shows
we've done this every thursday since last thursday! wow!
i think that maybe... just maybe.. things are going to turn around.
i can feel it.
good night friends!
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| :: i really don't know WHY i like this :: |
[19 Feb 2004|06:03am] |
i think what i see, is not the truth.
"Why can't I feel anything
from anyone other than you?
And all of this was all your fault
And all of this
(I stay jealous)
I stay wrecked and jealous for this,
for this simple reason"
if i have the goods, it makes everything that much easier.
why can't you be my goods?
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| :: call me the indian giver :: |
[17 Feb 2004|07:09am] |
i wish she would just leave.
the future is grim, and yet i steer directly towards it.
i can't turn back now.
i have made my decision,
and now i must face the consequences.
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| :: those feelings that kept me safe, have expired :: |
[16 Feb 2004|02:53am] |
the intertwining of sobriety and reality is a scary thing.
who's the scapegoat now?
i suppose i should be happy to have something,
that makes saying goodbye so hard.
...but i'm not so sure
all this breathing, is the easy part.
i need to start living
and now i know why they are where they are, and thats because it hurts that much more, when you watch yourself get stabbed in the back.
the time has come. time for me to go meet her. i hope tonight, she sees me too. good night thousand oaks.
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| :: it hurts real b a d :: |
[15 Feb 2004|04:22am] |
so sometimes people go through life not seeing it.. but tonight, when i saw what i saw.. it was almost a dissappointment. but it wouldn't be life if it wasn't. to relax in the chair of music, and feel everyone note, can be nothin more than a gift. or maybe not a gift, but a privilege. 'and you thought you could keep this shit from me, ya brun't bitch, i heard the story, you played me.' so at the end of the night, when you sit where you do, what exactly is it.. that you do? i know what i do, but i have no idea where you are. if it takes this much misbelief to produce the feelings that withold, then what is one doing.
it's nice for me to be in this, brings me back to reality. mark one up for the losers. when the rules are thrown out the door, it is anybody's game. tonight my son... was not yours.why can't it be the way it was. why can't it be possible. why can't i stop this nonsense..
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[14 Feb 2004|06:28am] |
wow, get this; I'M DRUNK! woo.
well i'm too drunk to type, i've already had to edit this too much. i post just stupid lyrics that i make up all the time, but this song that you have all heard, is something that is just too good, that i too, have to join the 'paste your favorite lyrics club'. so here it is.. this song is just so true, with all girls.. cause all of you are sluts. yes, it's true. well maybe you all aren't, but most of you are..
Whoa oh oh
Ooh hooh
No No No
I dont know why I liked you so much
gave you all, of my trust
I told you, I loved you, now thats all down the drain
Ya put me through pain, I wanna let u know how I feel
Fuck what I said it dont mean shit now
Fuck the presents might as well throw em out
Fuck all those kisses, they didn't mean jack
Fuck you, you hoe, I dont want you back
Fuck what I said it dont mean shit now
Fuck the presents might as well throw em out
Fuck all those kisses they didn't mean jack
Fuck you, you hoe, I dont want you back
You thought, you could
Keep this shit from me, yeah
Ya burnt bitch, I heard the story
Ya played me, ya even gave him head
Now ya askin for me back
Ya just another hag, look elsewhere
Cuz ya done with me
Fuck what I said it dont mean shit now
Fuck the presents might as well throw em out
Fuck all those kisses they didn't mean jack
fuck you, you hoe, I dont want you back
Fuck what I said it dont mean shit now
Fuck the presents might as well throw em out
Fuck all those kisses they didn't mean jack
Fuck you, you hoe, I dont want you back
Oh oh Oh oh
Uh hun yeah
Oh oh Oh oh
Uh hun yeah
Oh oh Oh oh
Uh hun yeah
Oh oh Oh oh
Uh hun yeah
Ya questioned, did I care
You could ask anyone, I even said
Ya were my great one
Now its, over, but I do admit I'm sad.
It hurts real bad, I cant sweat that, cuz I loved a hoe
Fuck what I said it dont mean shit now
Fuck the presents might as well throw em out
Fuck all those kisses they didn't mean jack
Fuck you, you hoe, I dont want you back
Oh oh Oh oh
Uh hun yeah
Oh oh Oh oh
Uh hun yeah
Oh oh Oh oh
Uh hun yeah
Oh oh Oh oh
Uh huh yeah
wow, well my mom just walked in, and it's like 7am or some bullshit, lol. but ya, fuck you, you hoe, i don't want you back. eamon ismy idol. i need to goto my bed, i don't like talking to my mom at 7am. i had a good time tonight. i'd like to thank brandon for having me and everybody else over. it was great seeing all of you. even those which passed out early! (RJ!) :D .. wow. time like this.. BLEH! FUCK IT. i'm not going emo right now. have a good night everyone... chances are you deserve it.
good night thousand oaks.
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