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| btw, this will probably be my very last post. i despise xanga's new interface. go to blogspot!
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| "get me to the door, out of bed or on to track, i'm not sure
starting over, it's a different situation
you wake up in the night, and refuse to be afraid of it now
unfolding pieces of it faster, don't waste your time
you've been planning to remember this
so nothing will be lost in the end
then you burn your life down"
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| "The theme for me is love and the lack of it. We all want that and we don't know how to get it, and everything we do is some kind of attempt to capture it for ourselves."
- lover boy
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| your eyes seek conclusion in all this confusion of mine
though you & i both know it's only the warm glow of wine
that's got you feeling this way, but i don't care,
i want you to stay
i made a girl cry the other day. it was funny, but sad. or is it, it was sad, but funny? w/e, it's over. i've accepted the fact that i am going to hell and there won't be judgment day for me. i don't care.
oh, i survived my birthday this year. the worse thing that happened this year was so minor compared to my previous birthdays. i think i've broken my curse. i mean, i might actually have a good birthday. i'm going to din din w some friends. AND i have a warm body for the weekend. :)
speaking of my birthday, i'm old now. someone recently asked me to be his chaperone. and this is the same kid who asked me to take him to pick up harry potter because he couldn't stay out past midnight alone.
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