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| 10:56pm 02/08/2011 |
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If only I could touch you one more time. Breathe in the way your laughter sounds. Peel away your hardened shell To find the most beautiful rose inside.
A year has passed. What have we learned? That even though we're gone The memories remain. Rather than fading, Dig their nails beyond...
Oh well, Such is the cruelty of life. Fuck Shane, Just want to see my brown eyes shine. |
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| 01:42am 04/04/2011 |
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I'm so glad that one of us is happy. |
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| 01:43am 24/03/2011 |
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So so empty and hollow... |
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| 10:14am 21/01/2011 |
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"I know that my choices haven’t been with the best intentions for you When I close my eyes you’re everywhere" Markus Schulz, I am not the same |
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| 10:37am 13/06/2010 |
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Dear heart...
...Fuck you |
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| 10:34am 04/05/2010 |
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...damn italians... |
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| Running to the edge of the world |
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| 04:07pm 23/05/2009 |
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Remember when I took you Up to the top of the hill? We had our knives drawn. They were as sharp As we were in love. If god crossed us We'd take all his drugs, Burn his money And his house down, And wait for the fire to spread. But sometimes hate is not enough To turn this all to ashes. Together as one Against all others Break all of our wings to Make sure it crashes We're running to the Edge of the world Running, running away We're running to the edge of the world I don't know if the world will end today I had no choice, I erased the debt of our family, Let you say goodbye With lips like dynamite. And everyone Turned their backs Because they knew When we held on tight To each other, We were something fatal, That fell into the wrong hands.
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| 12:44am 14/01/2009 |
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When I said that you are the love of my life I mean it. Even when we move on to new people. Even when you get married, advance your career and have children I will always be with you. Or shall I say that you will always be with me. Every time I go to a movie it is your hand I hold even though you are a thousand miles away. Every time I cook dinner, it is you holding the knife and I just walk around and eat the food. Every time I look into someone else's eyes, it is yours I see. And ever memory I share with anyone else is empty because that memory should be with you. Because my heart belongs to you and it always will despite the circumstance. And every night when I curl up in bed, it is your shoulder I rest my head on patiently awaiting to see you in my dreams. For that is all we had - dreams. |
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| 12:16pm 19/10/2008 |
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Can't sleep now, not tonight for something beautiful just died something so challenging and warm just disappeared with tonight's storm.
There'll be no shadows and no smiles from every day I walk the miles I walk alone; broken and proud and the loved words no more allowed.
There is one path now made of snow where tears too much to shed or daydreams known Forever now the future has been set So tonight I can't sleep, just lie in bed.
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| Greek Tragedy - Sept. 1, 2008 |
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| 08:57pm 01/09/2008 |
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Please welcome tragedy at best The greatest show you've ever seen And watch the hearts rip out our chest And splatter on the floor so clean.
To host this show we have our Gods Greek chorus, orchestra and lights They'll ask you all about our odds To win or fail or to survive.
The cast tonight presents just two A tango, a duet, a dream to cling unto One's just a dreamer, one is just a fool But in the end the two are doomed.
The problem is of distance and of faith And timing not being there on time And thinking that it's just a big mistake Seems simply just a crime.
Our characters were made to be together Then separated by a storm of walls And so there was no more "forever" Instead a series of painful falls.
Now recognition came about them But chorus tells us it's too late To save them so instead condemn them To this lonely, unfair fate.
Our characters were made to be together But they were never meant to be And on this night so lost and weathered Our characters will not succeed.
The Gods rejoice in all their glory The audience stands up and claps And so the ending of this story Is our hearts and minds collapse. |
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| 12:31pm 21/08/2008 |
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One step forward Ten steps back Play with hearts Don't let them crack.
One smile forward Ten slaps back Have your fights and face the facts.
Push on forward Through the mud Even though You might see blood.
Just know that at the roads end we may have hurt but time will mend. |
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| 01:02am 17/08/2008 |
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Just saw Tokio Hotel!!!!!!!!! So excited! And there is Opeth, Children of Bodom, Danzig, and Dimmu Borgir coming soon. I am so excited.
I missed going to concerts with Mikey - he was the perfect concert going partner. boo.
That's all there needs to be said about that one.
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| It's a bittersweet symphony |
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| 07:42am 24/06/2008 |
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Everyone has a story. Everyone has a past that makes them who they are today. And once you know their story, you see why they are the way they are.
A cocky attitude, $400 shoes, and aversion to relationships is just a wall for a broken heart.
Dating every other guy that you see just to feel like you're wanted is just a wall for hurting someone you deeply loved.
and I'm just starting to realize how many of us are scary and damaged inside. |
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| 11:07pm 07/06/2008 |
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We're not the same, dear, as we used to be The seasons have changed and so have we There was little we could say and even less that we could do To stop the ice from getting thinner under me and you
We buried our love in the wintery grave A lump in the snow was all that remained But we stayed by its side, as the days turned to weeks And the ice kept getting thinner with every word that we'd speak
When the spring arrived, we were taken by surprise When the flows under our feet bled into the sea And nothing was left for you and me
We're not the same dear and it seems to me There's nowhere we can go with nothing underneath Then it saddens me to say what we both knew was true That the ice was getting thinner under me and you
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No matter what happened between me and Mike, a big part of me still cries for the days when we were happy and in love. I wish it was still the same. |
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| 08:56pm 11/03/2008 |
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Sometimes good people do bad things. Well I just did 100 of those things.
I feel this blowing up in my face. |
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| 07:19pm 14/09/2007 |
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So it's Friday. Week is done. I have a shitload of homework to do - quizzes, lab reports, assignments, etc... And the only time I was planning on leaving my textbooks was to do my usual babysitting Saturday nights. And now, as I was sitting at dinner, just finished two shots of vodka and starting my third (I'm Belarussian, I'm allowed), a knock on the door startles me as I see another neighbor in desperation asking if I can babysit tonight. Fuck. I can't say no to a desperate face like that. Worse yet, he asked me how much I charge and I said 7, even though I charge 10. So crap. And earlier today my stepdad asked me to babysit Mishka Sunday night. Why does everyone want me to babysit this weekend?!!! This neighbor hasn't asked me to babysit since they've moved here a year ago and all of a sudden here's this. And I'm also a bit tipsy. And I'm babysitting two little girls I've never sat with before so I don't know how it's going to go.
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| 11:13am 12/09/2007 |
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So I'm passing time before my next class and I just feel the need to rant about something... This something being my English class...I'm only taking it because its a pre-req for medical school, but I can't believe that I'm paying $1500 for something that any university student already knows.
For example, it takes the instructor an entire class to let us know that a essay has a intro, body, and conclusion. she threw in something about a thesis statement as well, but that's about it. I've been writing essays for a long ass time and I feel that it's almost degrading for me to be taking this class. And the instructor loves to do these dramatic pauses after each sentence, but they're so damn long that it becomes almost awkward to look at her.
So now that I'm done with this incredibly short rant, I'm going to go to class... which, by the way, is English. |
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| 08:07pm 11/09/2007 |
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And so the circle of hell begins once again and I am once again devoured by school work. As I write this, I have a lot of reading to do for many classes, but no, procrastination is alive and well in these veins.
Blah. |
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| 04:10pm 29/08/2007 |
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School is starting again next week. I'm excited to study but not excited to work two jobs and not have a life. |
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| 09:37pm 27/07/2007 |
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I have a pretty bad "God Complex", I just realized. Maybe a little bit of a jesus complex too. haha. |
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