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[30 Apr 2004|04:03pm] |
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something just reminded me of about this time last year.or maybe it was in september?. my supposed "Best friend" was spreading the most horrible rumors about me.. and everybody belived them. i hated 8th grade. because she thought she was cool i guess. but this year everybody hates her they all think she looks like e.t. i guess the jokes on her ..? whatever makes you think youre cool , i guess.. but i reazlied she was never really my friend. and i absolutely fucking HATE her. all she ever did was talk shit & lie her way out of situations, she thought that it got her out of them, but it only put her farther in them.. yeah you know who you are. dont even fucking comment.youre so obnoxious...you cant face the truth.
im so glad its finally the fucking weekend. and its my moms. hell yes.<33 _82ndstreet im going to still write in here until alot more people put me on thier friends list.
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[29 Apr 2004|05:08pm] |
new livejournal name.
_82ndstreet add if you wanna.. im going to write in the other one. i hate this name <33 Pick ANY 15 LJ users on your friends list. Without revealing their names, say something about (or to) each one of them. Never reveal who is what.
1. you get on my nerves, but i still love you. BBF sexy.
. 2. youre really stupid, i used to like you but now i dont.
. 3. your entrys are so annoying
. 4. youre so creepy. stop talking to me. everyone hates you.
5. why dont you EVER UPDATE. i rember we used to be BEST FRIENDS.
6. god damn, youre the hottest person in the school.you dont know what your hottness possesses..
7. i wish we could hangout, youre awesome.
8.stop yelling at me for your friends prbolems.. if they want to talk to me, let them, god damn, its soo naoying
9, youre a slut, and you look like an animal.
10. youre so pretty, you shouldnt be sad. yoiure seriously perfect.
11. ACT A FOO.. thats all i have to say. oh yeah, and we need to hangout outside of school sometime..and steal shit together.
12. i hate your laugh, its so annoying
13. weed head.
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| sing sing sing i sing my song, and you you you you ,you sing along. |
[29 Apr 2004|03:05pm] |
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Why do I find myself opening the next chapter of my life, When the last has just begun? Why do I fight against the opposing force, When it's a battle I've already won? Who says that lies are horrible, When we know that the truth sheds tears? Why do we love to act courageous, But are constantly tangled in fears? What happened to vulnerability? Is innocence lost day by day? Or have we all just become so manipulated The once outrageous things are okay? How many times do we have to see people make the same mistakes Before we can learn for ourselves they're wrong? Why do we make the happiest memories we have so short, But the terrible ones so long? Why do we love to hate each other Would life be so boring if everyone was nice? Why is it easier to take money from your mom, But so much harder to take advice? Am I the only one who finds myself being selfish at times Or just the only one willing to admit. Why do people put so much passion into something But when the smallest struggle comes they quit? Where does jealousy come from, The epitome of envy and greed? Why do we have to have all our wants, And forget about all of our needs? Where does are conscience go, When were doing something we know is bad. Are we fighting what we know is right Or is this a lesson we've already had. What is worse, embarrassment or shame? Or do they both go hand in hand? Why do we look down on others, But then respect for ourselves we demand. With all the why's where's who's and if's in the world There's a million questions a person could convey… but in the end ask yourself, are you afraid to answer, or ashamed of what you'll say...
( purple Haze. )
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| well shes walking, through the clouds. |
[29 Apr 2004|01:51pm] |
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im so happy lately.i love it. today was awesome.i cant wait 'til this weekend. yeah, im going to go to the movies by myself and see mean girls. aha andmy papa is coming&my moms boyfriend and stuff. im Excited. tomarrow our normal lunch.. and we dont have 1st hour.. and our classes are 70 minutes.. instead of 90 im so glad.<33
Dont Look Back
Cold rain running down the front of my shirt I'm flat on my back wheels in the dirt Angel makes her face up out on baker Street She's straddlin; the shifter in my front seat There's nothing to lose It's a set-up (heartbreak) The deck's stacked So put your foot to the floor And darling don't look back
Well making night tracks through the blazing rain Blow them pistons, work (move) in the fast lane White line burning, pockets full of cash Angel writes her name in lipstick on my dash There's nothing to lose It's a set-up (except a heartbreak) (just a bad break) The deck's stacked (baby we're back) Tonight we'll blow off the doors (Put your foot to the floor) And honey we won't look back (And darling don't look back)
We held it in our hearts in the pouring rain We made it through the heart of a hurricane We tore it apart and put it together again
We'll wash out sins, girl down in the sea Angel won't you believe in love for me (Come on meet me tonight darlin' out in the street) We'll move with the city in the dark You got to walk it talk it in your heart
There's nothin' to lose It's a set-up (just a heartache) The deck's stacked So put your foot to the floor (and) darling Tonight we'll blow out (off) the doors darling (baby) Put your foot to the floor (we're gonna even the score) And darling don't look back (honey we won't look back) Don't look back Ah, baby, don't look back
By:Bruce Springsteen
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[28 Apr 2004|03:53pm] |
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911 call for stan - eminem |
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god damn it.i feel really stupid.
Cut My Hair
Why should I care If I have to cut my hair? I've got to move with the fashions Or be outcast. I know I should fight But my old man he's really alright, And I'm still living at home Even though it won't last.
Zoot suit, white jacket with side vents Five inches long. I'm out on the street again And I'm leaping along. I'm dressed right for a beach fight, But I just can't explain Why that uncertain feeling is still Here in my brain.
The kids at school Have parents that seem so cool. And though I don't want to hurt them Mine want me their way. I clean my room and my shoes But my mother found a box of blues, And there doesn't seem much hope They'll let me stay.
Zoot suit, [etc.]
Why do I have to be different to them? Just to earn the respect of a dance hall friend, We have the same old row, again and again. Why do I have to move with a crowd Of kids that hardly notice I'm around, I have to work myself to death just to fit in.
I'm coming down Got home on the very first train from town. My dad just left for work He wasn't talking. It's all a game, 'Cos inside I'm just the same, My fried egg makes me sick First thing in the morning.
By: The who
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[25 Apr 2004|05:05pm] |
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jimi hendrix- voodoo child. |
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Behind Blue Eyes..
No one knows what it's like To be the bad man To be the sad man Behind blue eyes
No one knows what it's like To be hated To be fated To telling only lies
But my dreams They aren't as empty As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely My love is vengeance That's never free
No one knows what it's like To feel these feelings Like I do And I blame you
No one bites back as hard On their anger None of my pain and woe Can show through
But my dreams They aren't as empty As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely My love is vengeance That's never free
When my fist clenches, crack it open Before I use it and lose my cool When I smile, tell me some bad news Before I laugh and act like a fool
If I swallow anything evil Put your finger down my throat If I shiver, please give me a blanket Keep me warm, let me wear your coat
No one knows what it's like To be the bad man To be the sad man Behind blue eyes
By:The Who.
♥
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[25 Apr 2004|12:12pm] |
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[22 Apr 2004|04:18pm] |
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jimi hendrix- voodoo child. |
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they need for you to be everything that.. they cant be themselves..yeah.whatever.
happy birthday diana.:)
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| oh well. |
[18 Apr 2004|08:16pm] |
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jimi hendrix- little wing. |
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wow i went biking 4 miles at this park in holly with my mom. her boyfriend. katie g. my brother. and his son. uh im never doing that again.i almost fucking died because i have breathing problems ahhaah. right now im watching something on collimbine. its so fucked up. that was the gayest break ever. my fucking room is awesome. and i love my mom for helping me. the break went over veryy fast. even though i did nothing.. mm yeah well im going to try to be nicer to everyone because my dad had a fucking like long ass talk about how im so mean to people.. well yeah i realized i have no life at all. and i need to do something with my life. all i do is push everyone away.. oh yeah. its almost april 20th. you know what happend on april 20th.
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[16 Apr 2004|06:16pm] |
ahhh yess finally painted my room!! its sweet as hell.
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[16 Apr 2004|12:34pm] |
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jimi hendrix- purple haze |
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yeah i dont fucking care anymore.. about anyone. or anything.. so i hope i bug the shit out of everyone. i hope everyone hates me . but im not fake so fuck you.
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[15 Apr 2004|12:58pm] |
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usher- let it burn.. |
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-i cant wait til saturday this break has sucked so far :( ♥
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[12 Apr 2004|01:01pm] |
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i had a fucking nightmare last night. i bet you it will come true.. ♥
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| see what i get for being nice ? |
[11 Apr 2004|08:26pm] |
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dashboard confessionals - ghost of a good thing |
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when you have a fat friend, there are no sesaws.
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[11 Apr 2004|10:55am] |
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all falls down- kayne west. |
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this break has been lame. i had a dream i killed myself at school. happy easter though ♥
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