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3.10.09What gives you the right to string me along like a cat,  pulling me around, toying with my emotions,  
letting me think that the string is within my reach  then yanking it far                               far                                   far            & 3.10.09
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21.9.09I hate how everything makes me thing of you. I'm sitting in bed right no in just an oversized t-shirt, writing in a green notebook with a fine-tipped black ball-point pen. You got me hooked on them, now the only things I can write with. We were together when I bought this shirt. Not a surprise, we were always together. I was trying to listen to music, but all I could find were things that you love (or hate), and I can't bring myself to listen t any of it. So I'm sitting here in silence, and it's so loud I can hardly stand it. Next to my bed is a ratty old pair of chuck taylors, one blue lace one red. They were yours, until you forgot them her 21.9.09
by ~bluefroggy67
18.9.09againIn the beginning it's always "I'll love you forever, no matter what" and "nothing can ever separate us or tear us apart" and "you are the most amazing, wonderful person ever" and "'I love you more' 'no, I love you more!'"   
But that doesn't always last. The butterflies go away, even though we swore they wouldn't. The other loses their beauty, and you your shine. Things change, as much as we wish they wouldn't.   
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I'm not going to promise you forever, because the last time I did, there were two cars, a dark road, a lifetime of disappointment. This much love cannot be confined to forever, because forever 18.9.09again
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18.9.09Instead of doing homework, as I should be, I sit here trying to put into words the beauty of a girl. I'm not completely sure that it is possible, but it's the thought that counts.  
 
I like to believe I'm in love with this girl, though I'm not certain what that entails. She is beautiful, long auburn hair and green eyes, skin not quite pale, but nowhere near tan. She's part Native, but you'd never guess in the winter.  
 
It's always winter, here, it seems. Cold, dark, grey. Unwelcoming. Yet we stay.   
She hardly ever smiles, this girl, but when she does, you know you've earned it. You can tell that her whole be 18.9.09
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Another late night...

Journal Entry: Mon Nov 16, 2009, 12:10 AM


So much going through my head right now. Cannot process it all, not enough to write or think or cry. And most certainly not sleep.

I hope you are okay, or that you will be. I want you to know that I am here if ever you need to talk. I love you.

So many articles... And of course I feel the need to read them all. Even the ones with horrible grammar.

Let me know if there is anything I can do. I'm sorry it had to be like that.

Love you tons, and I'm sorry about complaining about my problems to you...

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  • Listening to: Hit the Lights
  • Reading: too many news articles...
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I do not have a picture. Partially because I have never gotten around to finding one, partially because I do not believe that I look all that great in any that i have seen thus far, and do not really feel like trying to make myself look alright.

I love. I write. I make theater happen. I cry. I laugh. I do all at the same time. I worry. I play. I yell. I sleep. I sit. I see. I listen, but do not always hear. Though sometimes hear without listening. I love, I hurt, I am human. Usually.
I spend far too much time on the internet. I like people. I hate people. I want to talk to you. I love criticism on my writing. I hate not being able to write. I wish I knew the real definition of the word Mourn, and if that is in fact a state that I live in; Mourning. Because I know it is not morning, for right now it is dark, and the sun has gone to sleep. I ramble. I eventually end. I still want you to talk to me... I believe that I have left some form of contact for you to see... Try it out?

Or, if nothing else, read something i have written, and talk to me about it. Please.
Much love.

Devious Info

  • Current Residence: A house that's mine, yet not... filled with things that are irrelevent to the rest of the world
  • Favourite movie: Chicago, though I have not seen it. If only for the memories.

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~yaukira Aug 28, 2009, 3:15:26 PM
Boy mouse I shall miss you.
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~Awasteof-paint Jun 28, 2009, 8:50:32 AM
thanks so much for the watch! (:

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we will fold and freeze together far away from here.
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~Fuckin-izzy-n-shit May 6, 2009, 11:15:04 AM
Hey there.

I want you to get better.

Now.
Love, The Baroness

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xo.
Izzy
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~ejectionletter Mar 27, 2009, 6:59:34 PM
thankyou kindly for the watch!

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[kmw]

as it was meant to be - bokonon (vonnegut's cat's cradle)
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*imaginaryending Mar 11, 2009, 8:14:35 PM
Thanks for the watch!!!!!! <33333333

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"My hand thinks I'm an artist, but my heart knows i'm a poet." -Bright Eyes
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~enchanted-black-rose Mar 8, 2009, 4:07:18 PM
Thank you, love. :hug:

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I want to see the light leave your eyes.
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~psychotickatzen Mar 3, 2009, 7:07:25 PM
Thanks for stopping by and browsing. Glad you enjoyed the visit, thanks much for the compliments and love :)
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~yaoi-with-pepsi Feb 8, 2009, 9:35:38 AM
Shayna?
I know you too! (:

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"A man out there is meant to be the love of your life. He’ll look in your eyes and tell you, you’re the most beautiful girl in the world, and for the first time in your life, you’ll believe it."
-Nicolas Sparks
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