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Nov 05, 2005 00:27

I stood in the middle of a cold road, more than once so it's more familiar.
I stood in the middle of a cold street, just once but I still remember it.
I've looked up at the stars more than once, only this time it wasn't the same.
I felt at loss with certain things and if I had also gained more from it.
I've lived and I've learned.
I don't hold regrets and I never found something important enough to Promise.
I don't blame people for the way I am.
I don't believe it's my fault for the way others are.
I don't believe marriage should be something you use.
I don't believe "I love you's" are a casual thing.
I don't think you need drugs to be happy.
I think the one thing in the world you can't buy for money these days is love.
I would take a bullet for the ones I love, yet i don't expect them to do the same.
I beleive you should live every day as if it were your last even if it is'nt.
I don't beleive in taking advantage of whats used as a selfish gathering.
I beleive in True love.
I beleive what people say, lie or not, 'cause the lies will leave them with guilt.
I don't beleive in greed
I beleive if you have found someone who makes you happy no one can ever take that away.
I beleive first loves, die hard, only if you let them kill you.
I beleive in having someone that can still be the most beautiful thing in the world at 3am.
I beleived that when I made a wish on a shooting star that I could love again that it could happen.
I don't like being the one who trusts and gets taken advantage of.
I don't beleive in having to defend yourself in a situation that should'nt've happened.
I beleive in having a child and always be willing to understand and see where they're coming from.
I beleive one day I'll get married.
I know that I can now love again.
Walking down this cold road has brought me back where I wanted to be.
And I’m starting to understand why no one could love me,
And why this road was my own to battle.

"Every fault that I repent,
theres another chip you havent spent,
and your cashing them all in
where do we begin
to get clean again
can we get clean again,
i walk home alone with you
in the mood your born into
sometimes you let me in and
i take it on the chin,
cant get clean agin
i want to know can we get clean again,
the god of wine comes crashing through the headlights of a car,
that,
took you farther then you thought that youd ever want to go,
we cant back again
we cant get back again"

~Third Eye Blind~: God of Wine

"come pick me up, take me out, fuck me up
steal my records
screw all my friend behind my back"
~Ryan Adams~: Come Pick Me Up

Come pick me up, take me out, fuck me up
'Cause in the end I'll still be by you
Walk right through
On intelligent words spoken
A feeling fucked up I see you
I have peace, My mind's at ease
All when you came to pick me up

~Jenny
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