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& This Is Life Without Any Standards.
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| My Rollercoaster. |
[Jan. 5th, 2008|05:12 pm] |
| [ | Where You At? |
| | In A Puddle. | ] |
| [ | Feelings Of Summer |
| | Telling Stories Through Sheets | ] |
| [ | Dancing To |
| | Kimya Dawson. | ] |
"We are alive so we've gotta live life
to the fullest you spin the bottle and I'll dim the lights
four five six seven minutes in the closet
you were on my mind at least nine tenths of yesterday
it seemed as if perhaps I'd gone insane
what is it about you that has commandeered my brain?"
I like the rain.
& I like you.
So tell me what exactly should I do? |
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| Chicken Shit On The Brave Frontier. |
[Dec. 17th, 2007|09:45 pm] |
Half The Time I Want To Punch You In Your Fuck Face.
Goddamn Your So Fake Sometimes.
At Least I Have Some Real Friends.
At Least I Have The Matches & Panda On Saterday. |
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| To Find Home You Need To Go On An Adventure. |
[Nov. 24th, 2007|10:33 pm] |
| [ | Where You At? |
| | In A Room of Lights. | ] |
| [ | Feelings Of Summer |
| | Eye Strain. | ] |
| [ | Dancing To |
| | I Drew A Heart Around Your City. | ] |
I love the way your voice sounds when something makes you smile.
"Your Not That Impressive, your most a mess. But I can tell you your acting at your best."
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| Pancakes. |
[Nov. 18th, 2007|04:36 pm] |
| [ | Where You At? |
| | My new jacket. | ] |
| [ | Feelings Of Summer |
| | Anxious about being anxious. | ] |
| [ | Dancing To |
| | Suburban Legends. | ] |
Dont Let Me Go To Ihop Anymore.
I've left people too many letters.
It maybe the end of me. |
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| Question At Hand. |
[Sep. 25th, 2007|08:59 pm] |
| [ | Where You At? |
| | Place. | ] |
| [ | Feelings Of Summer |
| | Stuff. | ] |
| [ | Dancing To |
| | Noise. | ] |
What Happens When The People You Know Really Dont Know You? |
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| Black Bird. |
[Sep. 16th, 2007|07:08 pm] |
| [ | Where You At? |
| | A Blank Wall. | ] |
| [ | Feelings Of Summer |
| | Nothings Gunna Change My World | ] |
| [ | Dancing To |
| | Four Boys From Liverpool. | ] |
Have you ever wondered why something so simple can bring so many emotions too you? The littlest thing can bring back all these memories good and bad and they just hit you so hard. & you sit there like damn. Maybe you cry or laugh or smirk or you just sit there so just gone because your so caught up in that thing and what it means too you. It could be a song, a movie, a book, quote, picture, a flower blowing in the grass. And that thing just makes you so angry, or filled with so much joy or sadness or maybe all these things. All the emotions that your feeling just seem to run inside of you and your head feels like a bunch of street lights wizing past blurring in the rain on an empty street at 2 in the morning. It leaves a lump in your throat which seems like forever and nothing seems to make it go away and your not sure if you want that lump to go away. Maybe you try to write about it or doddle or paint it away, perhaps sleep it off or anything but that feeling is with you. Its always going to be with you, you just dont know why something so simple makes it come out again. Perhaps its just me.
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| Wait Whats My Name Again? |
[Sep. 13th, 2007|08:25 pm] |
Im Tired.
I Get Too Watch Its Always Sunny.
& I won A trip To Disney Land.
Woohoo On Life Is Good.
Oh & I Have Stummbled Apon One Of The Most Good Looking Creatures Ever.
Yayyyy For That.
Listen To Society Finch, I Dare You. |
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| Hairline Cracks. |
[Sep. 7th, 2007|08:05 pm] |
"My heart is like a teacup covered with hairline cracks. I feel like I have to walk real carefully so it won't get shaken and just shatter and break." |
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| Destination: Nowhere Near. |
[Sep. 1st, 2007|01:51 pm] |
I Think We All Have Songs To Fit Certain Stages In Our Lives.
This Would Be Mine Right Now:
The world is moving everywhere but here,
so load the van. Destination: Nowhere Near
I wanna be on the road again
I wanna be on the road again
I wanna be on the road again, yeah
We'd been on the road
for several weeks, now
and it drove you crazy
Got to get back out of this old town now
where my parents hate me
1, 2, 3 And I am alone
2, 2, 3 by the telephone
3, 2, 3 and my friends ain't home tonight
The world is moving everywhere but here,
so load the van. Destination: Nowhere Near
I wanna be on the road again
I wanna be on the road again
I wanna be on the road again, yeah
Destination: Nowhere Near
I sit in my room and play
a punk rock song on my folk guitar
Remember when the van broke down
and our shit wouldn't fit in a borrowed car
1, 2, 3 We were just eighteen
2, 2, 3 With a madman dream
3, 2, 3 And now it seems we're still insane
(still down in Oakland playin')
The world is moving everywhere but here,
so load the van. Destination: Nowhere Near
I wanna be on the road again
I wanna be on the road again
I wanna be on the road again, yeah
Destination: Nowhere Near
The world is moving everywhere but here,
so load the van. Destination: Nowhere Near
I wanna be on the road again
I wanna be on the road again
I wanna be on the road again, yeah
Destination: Nowhere Near
Right now
I Say I Dont Fall In Love, Thats Because I Dont Want Too.
Ive Finaly Came To Terms With That.
People Cant Keep My Attention, The Fugit Is Even Like Eh Now.
Im Fine With This, Theres Some Kindred Spirit Out There.
Just Right Now It Doesnt Matter. |
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| Watch Your Mouth Young Lady! |
[Aug. 16th, 2007|07:22 pm] |
| [ | Where You At? |
| | Papercut Skin. | ] |
| [ | Feelings Of Summer |
| | Dude How Ridiculous! | ] |
| [ | Dancing To |
| | Children Playing, somewhere outside my window. | ] |
I love simple things like photos taken by Shawn Harris.
Defently When their Of Kenny Vasoli As A Spider.
J'adore.
Oh Yeah I Look Like A Little Boy Version Of Kirsten Dunst.
Ugh. |
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| At Least He Reads Books. |
[Aug. 15th, 2007|09:13 pm] |
So I Hacked Off My Hair.
I Look Like A Horribly Not Cute Little Boy.
Im Either Gunna Hack It Or Live In A Hat.
The Only Plus Is My Bangs Do Amazing Pompaidors Now.
To Bad I Dont Look Cute.
In Other News I Watched Stardust Last Night.
I Could Sum Up The Greatness For The Night, My Final Great Night Of Beautiful Blonde Curls. But The Pain Is Unbarable.
In A Nutshell Last Night Was Great.
To Cut This All Short Im Digging Shawn Harris Lately.
"Your Probaly The Only Girl Hes Actully Found Intresting."
I Love Megan & How Silly She Is.
Just BEcause I Gave Him A Mustash & According To Kristen Its Been All Over.
Go Me?
But Yeah I Dig Him, I Bet We Could Have Grand Conversations.
Or Dance Alot.
http://www.thematches.com/blog/
I Dunno He Amuses Me. |
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| Whats With Boys Comparing Me To Aquatic Creatures? |
[Aug. 13th, 2007|09:24 pm] |
| [ | Where You At? |
| | Under The Sea. | ] |
| [ | Feelings Of Summer |
| | Seriously? | ] |
| [ | Dancing To |
| | Two Weeks In Hawaii. | ] |
So aparently Im a goldfish now.
Dont use The Starting Line against me, its clearly not fair.
Its pretty much the equivalent to ridin dirty.
Im juiced for whats to come in the next two weeks.
Late night Adventures with Kristen.
Shannagines With laura.
& an adventure with amazing ale.
yayyyyyyyyyy.
Dude your fucking retarded.
Dont use the best of me, its cheating.
CHEATING! |
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| Hooooomahgah Biz Marki?!?!?! |
[Aug. 9th, 2007|04:12 pm] |
| [ | Where You At? |
| | Gabba Gabba Land? | ] |
| [ | Feelings Of Summer |
| | Gravy As A Train. | ] |
| [ | Dancing To |
| | The Jingglign Of Ice Cubes In A Glass. | ] |
Im Saraakay,
& Im Super Juiced For Yo Gabba Gabba On Nick JR.
AHHHH I WANT TO WATCH IT NOW! |
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| Cookie Jars. |
[Aug. 5th, 2007|02:08 pm] |
| [ | Where You At? |
| | Wet Jew Fro. | ] |
| [ | Feelings Of Summer |
| | Full Of Grandmotherly Love. | ] |
| [ | Dancing To |
| | The sound of little people, big world. | ] |
Heres My Lovely Story On This Lovely Cloudy Day.
At 4 this morning my mother left for a week for some buissness trip of sorts.
& so she had my Grandmother come down from Oregon cause my mother doesnt trust Kayla & myself.
So my Cookie Jar Grandma is here.
& Why shes a cookie jar grandma is because she looks like this coookie jar she has of this old lady.
Anywho I was all mad that she was coming down because frankly my grandmother is way off her rocker.
Like the lady is crazy as can be, explains why I am.
But now Im happy she is here.
She made us french toast.
& wont stop asking me if she can buy me pretty colorful socks to end to my collection of pretty colorful socks.
& she has the most ridiculous things.
& when my mother said I had to be home by 10 each night, she mouthed to me "Well Make It Midnight."
& its a change from my lovely yet completely stressed out mother.
I dunno I sortof like that shes here because it reminds me of when I was little & my parents were getting divorced & my grandmother came & stayed with kayla & I.
& we would bake & play school.
& she would put on the world worst english accent (Which is silly seeing my other grandmother actully has one.)
& its sortof like that now, but instead of playing school we have silly arguments & she actully listens to my point of veiw.
& She hasnt done her horribly english accent but I know its coming.
& my parents arnt getting divorced & Im not six anymore.
Im 17 almost 18 & my mother is comign back in a week.
But she still lets me sit on her lap as I complain about the world.
Im in a great mood.
Lets go for a walk. |
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| I Got Punched In The Face By A Whale. |
[Jul. 31st, 2007|05:18 pm] |
| [ | Where You At? |
| | In A Coma. | ] |
| [ | Feelings Of Summer |
| | Argh, Im A Pirate. | ] |
| [ | Dancing To |
| | The Ringing In My Ears. Oh & Suburban Legends. | ] |
Last Night Was Hands Down The Best Night All Summer.
Joe Dedicated The New Patent Pending Song To Me.
Yeah Nothing Will Beat Last Night.
I Want To Live It Again. |
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| A Kajillion Wooden Ninja Pain. |
[Jul. 26th, 2007|07:14 pm] |
Chika Chika IM IN PAIN!
Stupid Cervical Cancer Shot Of Hell.
Like honestly my arm feels as if I have been beaten by a kajillion wooden ninjas of doom & suffering.
Shit Son.
Breaking News:
My Sister Is Lame, & A Quote Will Show You Why.
"So their gunna pick us up around 10:30, do you want me to set your alarm?"
Thanks Mother Little Sister Kayla.
Like Seriously?
I WANT I WANT I WANT!
Damn Comic Con.
"Tell Me Something I Feel As If Your Disappearing."
"I have nothing to say to anyone."
"Fuck seriously I wish I could just crawl into your head & make you happy."
Seriously What happen to him? |
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| Your Caffine Is Talking. |
[Jul. 18th, 2007|10:15 pm] |
| [ | Where You At? |
| | Argile Socks, Son. | ] |
| [ | Feelings Of Summer |
| | Oh Silly Karma. | ] |
| [ | Dancing To |
| | H-E-L-L-O-G-O-O-D-B-Y-E! | ] |
"Your Right, Im Crazy. We Should Pull A Garden State."
Your Caffine Is Talking Son.
jkggugjgnfhn hk Life Your So Silly. |
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