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what the fuck was i thinking? i havent posted on here in 3 years. i look back, on even the most recent post and man......that is some lame ass emo crap. who writes like that, damn. this is a great reminder to all of us who think we have problems, or that our llives are hard. It shows that no matter how serious a problem was, in at least 1 year, you wont even remember what you were talkin about. my life is still unprioritized and all over the place, and I met a girl i like but im gonna move away from her in 3 days. sounds the same ass all my other BS posts, but damn it im havin fun.
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[17 Jul 2004|06:11pm] |
i killed my My Space account. it was getting a little too dramatic. LJ is just as bad, but im sick of hearing people say things they would never say in person. um....i still dont have an internet connection at home, but i dont miss it.
*begin vent* Ive been told alot lately that im an asshole and a slut, ive also been told alot lately that my girlfriend is a bitch and a slut. I am very much an asshole, and indeed a slut when im single. but im taken now, and happy i made the right decision regardless of what others think. I almost put myself in a bad position with the wrong person, and my decision aparently was'nt appreciated by some. oh well, its a damn good thing i only care about myself or i could have been bothered. as for anyone talkin shit about my girlfriend, they can lick my slutty balls and fuckin choke on them, cause those speaking bad about her, have never met her. id rather be an asshole than a dramatic little kid. and if anyone has more on the topic they can call me and tell me what they think, ill give them the phone to hide behind instead of the computer. 206-2670 *end vent*
other than that im stoked.
and LJ will be deleted in the next few days, i love you all but i dont have time. =)
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[13 Jun 2004|06:34pm] |
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im moving on tuesday. ill be in ashland for a little bit, and then i dont know what else. kinda up in the air. any ideas? ....anyway,i wont have internet access for an undetermined amount of time. ill be checkin for the next few days, but not too long. so call me.
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[25 May 2004|02:49am] |
THIS WAY UP
รก | | deprecation has fragile contents which may break! |
From Go-Quiz.com
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[04 May 2004|03:02pm] |
.you look at me with your grey eyes.
.your plastic ideals are your demise.
.you are just hurting yourself.
.my heart bleeds for you.
.and you need to run.
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[17 Apr 2004|06:28pm] |
Standing in the roar. The surf torments the shore.
Holding in my hand. These tiny grains of sand.
Slowly letting them creep. Through my fingers to the deep.
Memories of the coast.......always make me weep.
Why cant i grasp. These memories in sand, with a tighter clasp.
Falling away, I cant save. Not one from the pitiless wave.
Why does all that we see or seem. Feel like a dream within a dream.
REST IN PEACE.
Rob M
Jacy M
Josh R
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[13 Apr 2004|03:55am] |
Geeks
Circle I Limbo The Pope
Circle II Whirling in a Dark & Stormy Wind Rednecks
Circle III Mud, Rain, Cold, Hail & Snow Militant Vegans
Circle IV Rolling Weights Hipsters
Circle V Stuck in Mud, Mangled River Styx Democrats
Circle VI Buried for Eternity River Phlegyas Bill Gates
Circle VII Burning Sands Republicans
Circle IIX Immersed in Excrement George Bush
Circle IX Frozen in Ice Design your own hell |
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[06 Apr 2004|04:02pm] |
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Gone to seattle, ill be there thursday and im leavin sunday or monday. call me if you wanna hang out, 1-541-206-2670
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| If you are here, then whos running hell? |
[30 Mar 2004|02:53pm] |
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i threw some huge house parties, if you missed them sorry. I spin at the bar 3 times a week, if you missed it, sorry. i might move to seattle....sorry. and other than that a shitload of stuff has happened and im not gonna write about it.
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[12 Mar 2004|05:20am] |
Alone
From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were; I have not seen
As others saw; I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone;
And all I loved, I loved alone.
Then- in my childhood, in the dawn
Of a most stormy life- was drawn
From every depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still:
From the torrent, or the fountain,
From the red cliff of the mountain,
From the sun that round me rolled
In its autumn tint of gold,
From the lightning in the sky
As it passed me flying by,
From the thunder and the storm,
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view.
Edgar Allen Poe
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[07 Mar 2004|05:33am] |
You are ARE YOU AFRAID OF THE DARK? Though you may
not have peed your pants, you sure as hell feel
like you are going to sometimes. Are you a
pussy? Yeah, that's what I thought.
Which old school Nickelodeon show are you?
brought to you by Quizilla
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[03 Mar 2004|02:22am] |
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You're Sudan!
Every time you get a headache, you reach for some aspirin, only to
realize that someone destroyed it. That's just how things are going for you right
now... it's hard to eat, hard to sleep, hard to not have a headache. You try to
relax, but people always jump on you about something that doesn't make sense. If
you were a goat, you'd be a Nubian.
Take the Country Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid
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[25 Feb 2004|09:31am] |
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its been a long week.......at the moment my brain is a mess. i think this sums it up, however not my words, but on point.
This place is a prison
And these people aren't your friends
Inhaling thrills through $20 bills
And the tumblers are drained and then flooded again
And again
Ther're guards at the on ramps armed to be teeth
And you may case the grounds from the cascades to puget sound,
But you are not permitted to leave
I know there's a big world out there like the one i saw on the screen
In my living room late last night,
It was almost too bright to see
And i know that it's not a party if it happens every night
Pretending there's glamour and candelabra
When you're drinking by candlelight
What does it take to get a drink in this place?
-the postal service.
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[19 Feb 2004|03:26pm] |
i can hear you breathe so far from me.
i can feel your touch so close and real.
and i know my church is not of silver and gold.
its glory lies beyond judgement of souls.
the commandments are of consolation .
you know my sacred dream wont fail.
the sanctuary tender and so frail.
the sacrament of love is warm and true.
the sacrament is you.
i can hear you weep so far from me.
i can still taste your tears like youre next to me.
and I know that our prayers are not enough to give.
the ancient runes so deep and so dear.
this revelation is my patron fear.
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[16 Feb 2004|03:44pm] |
given scars along tender heart liberties.
injustice for awkward living. situated causalities.
they lay dead along your floor.
careful not to wake them. theyre sleeping.
in the morrows good mourning.
the dying will discard the wish to live.
let this colony know in the name of the dead. we're coming.
when I kill her. Ill have her.
die white girls.
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[14 Feb 2004|04:18am] |
.time is running out and i still cant make up my mind.
.cant you see im heartless and you are one of a kind.
.love is the flame that i cant tame.
.and though we are its willing prey.
.you will never be the one to blame.
.trust is a word all lovers know.
.the glorious art of staining souls.
.you are not the one to blame.
.the less we have the more we want.
.and the more it hurts our hearts.
.it always ends up in tears.
.so ill keep on pretending that love is worth the waiting.
.ill keep on pretending its alright.
.ill keep on pretending its the end of my craving.
.as i feel like im losing this fight.
.when doubts arise the game begins
.the one that i will never win.
.it always ends up in tears...
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i feel like a doormat. time to stop putting myself in situations where im gonna get stepped on or let down. thats the motivation i got from a friend anyway. i really enjoy the random writings that my anger produces though.
.send forth your defensive. let me break down that wall. ill be your gardian. untill i let you fall.
i saw the tears. i brought to your face. crushed like an angel. fallen from grace............
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[06 Feb 2004|09:28am] |
stolen from ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) deathboy
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ilfed sikofit was found beaten, hacked, and left indefferent next to a possum, who, while initially playing dead, obviously was struck by a vehicle of great power.
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