i made a new livejournal for my friends who actually read.

keep it on the D/L.

i'll hit you up on your page to let you know.

i quit livejournal because there's only two people who read it.

so.

i quit,

to think you would come back for me when i sat at home waiting for you...

it was silly of me to think that if i stayed home, we could talk and everything would be ok.

but i like to lie to myself.

i guess some things never change..

no one wants to be alone at Christmas time

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here comes the cold.

alone sitting in the well lit parallels of my mind, easier to speak; but harder to find, are you dancing to your bravado, tied to your lips? harder to ease, easier to kiss.

no way november will say our good-byes

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how do the aim smiley faces look like puertericans? .. i don't ( Read more... )

i love how i let you in a little, and you break me apart with the little space i give you. it breaks me apart and pulls me away deeper...

so franklin just left.

and everyone came home with zak.

he gave me a dropkick murphy's record. it's pretty :-D and a bootlegged Cure cd that i was looking at and swore i was going to buy, and now i have to for ( Read more... )

funny how things change; like they won't be the same running by your name at a loss of sense that fades and for a kiss that lasted yesterday, burns well in the cold wind, and rushing to fill the spaces, that you left empty within.

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cleaning all morning.

going to make some returns and new purcheses (sp?)

exhuasted.

hungry.

annoyed.

and i feel ( Read more... )

i know it's too early..

so i'll recap last night.

which was fun..

party all night..

till 2.. cuz that's when i slept, but the party was still rollin..

got a dollar off a drunk guy, but it wasn't his money..

had a lil krunk juice..but i wasn't drunk. but i was annoyed last night before i went to sleep...

gotta call dustin so we can hit up ( Read more... )

got eveything i wanted and more...

yum..

i hate christmas..

but i love bonnie and lori.. lol

how is it that in my own home,
i never feel wanted,
i never feel like im in my place;
like im a stranger.
like im in the world;
and in a world where no one wants me.
they say christmas is a time of cheer and happiness and if that is so,
i suppose it doesn't apply to me.

so yeah.

over at nick's casa.

hanging with my homies.. they're playing bop it.

listenign to some music

i have a huge headache..

nick's dad is chillen with us. it's kind of funny.

why is it that i feel guilty when im trying to have a good time.

like you can't accept it.

like you're mad at me.

im waiting for you to come on..

or did u leave with ( Read more... )