It's a silly thing, having a blog. Especially one that's this old and open. Well, I think the silliest part of it is that I make such a big deal about the things I write here. It's not completely obscure; I've actually gotten in trouble once or twice because of things I write on here (piece of advice: don't write about your professors, unless you' ( Read more... )

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I have a couple kilig crushes but I'm glad that it hasn't become more than that because these days I've really learned about myself that I should not be in relationships. At least until I can not be a psycho jealous type anymore and I learn to be as cool a girlfriend as I can be a friend. Gets? Hahahaha ( Read more... )

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I have to admit that whenever I'm home in the south, whenever I'm out, I look for you. I don't think I really believe that I will find you, in fact I don't think I'd know what to do if I did. I don't know why I keep doing this, it's not like you would even come talk to me if you did see me. It'll be a lot like what happened the last time I saw you ( Read more... )

 

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I love you through sparks and shining dragons, I do,
Now there's poetry in an empty coke can.
I love you through sparks and shining dragons, I do,
Now there's majesty in a burnt out caravan.

You got me off the paper-round,
Just sprang out of the air.
The best things come from nowhere,
I love you I don't think you care.

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I FEEL SOMEWHAT RESTRICTED WITH THE THINGS I WANNA WRITE.
Huh.

So last Friday I was here in the south with Aussy and we watched Down To You and it made us cry. It was subsequently followed by quiet conversations about love, high school relationships, and The Tingles.

Gawd I miss The Tingles. Do you miss the tingles?


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