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(no subject) [Oct. 8th, 2005|11:45 am]
[oh boy, its me!]
which person is the real you? is it someone i knew?

things are bothering me.
but i'm trying not to let them get to me.
i hope that what you did was worth it.


Isn't this is exactly where you like me? I'm exactly where you like me, you know. Praying for love in a lap dance & paying in naivety.



i kind of wish we met under different circumstances.
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(no subject) [Oct. 5th, 2005|04:15 pm]
[oh boy, its me!]
Hit me with your best shot tonight, cus I can't sleep to save my life.

Life's not bad.
I actually did work today.
&I get to shop
& spend money that's not mine.
which makes me happy. =)

Someone said something really really funny to me today
& it makes me laugh a whole lot
to think of how some people really don't know me at all.
el oh el.

I kind of wish his away message was for me,
& i know it's not right to think that.
But i can't help it.

why khaki pants dr. pasqua? why.
i don't own any.
that can't be good.
stupid pep rally.

four things for band this week,
plus it's everyday anyway.
nazis.


I want baked lays.
so badly.
ooooooooh, caramel corn.

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(no subject) [Oct. 4th, 2005|03:23 pm]
[oh boy, its me!]
you're really not worth my time.
&you're really mean.
so bye.

when you're feeling like an insomniac
just call al lthe people in your phonebook.
it's fun.


"But you've got too much to wear on your sleeves, it has too much to do with me. And secretly I want to bury in the yard the grey remains of a friendship scarred"
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(no subject) [Oct. 3rd, 2005|06:11 pm]
[oh boy, its me!]
why can't I have teen angst like
all the other boys & girls.

my mom is lame.
she yells at me a lot.
& likes to call me a whore
don't i have a happy household?

i'm not gonna be all lj war &
say oh "someone" is pissing me off.
if you read this, i don't care. at all.
dan:
you are really ,really pissing me of lately.
you are so effing dramatic& you always seem to think
that i'm either lying to you or screwing with you.
you have to learn to trust me a little bit
& know that i'm actually your friend.
& speaking of us being each other's friend,
you do some things that i'm really not cool with.
for example, you constantly involve yourself
& tell noah everything i tell you.
&quite frankly i'm sick of it.
i don't care that he knows what i told you the other day,
it wasn't a secret. but you shouldn't have told him
anything at all.
i trust you enough to tell you things
i don't talk about with people
&then you show me that i seriously can't trust you.
if you don't wanna be involved,
stop involving yourself.
i don't know why you're so mad
that we're friends again,
i didn't lie to you & quite frankly
it shouldn't matter to you if we are or not.
it's my decision, my choice, my life.
& it doesn't affect you at all.
so yeah, grow up, get over it, & stop acting
like a psycho.
kthnx.
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(no subject) [Oct. 2nd, 2005|11:22 am]
[oh boy, its me!]
fall out boy kind of sucks.

why was i watching "loaded:blink182"
on fuse.
i don't like blink182.

my mom needs to stop preaching
her jesus theories
at me.
i don't care.

i'm so uninspired.
&i'm really kind of
tired of thinking.

corpse bride was really cute.
i laughed a lot.
cus i'm lame.

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(no subject) [Sep. 29th, 2005|07:36 pm]
[oh boy, its me!]
Love/lust/teen angst is lame.

is it wrong to be singing ashlee simpson?

I DIDNT STEAL YOUR BOYFRIENDDDDDDDDD
its just so catchy.
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(no subject) [Sep. 29th, 2005|06:46 pm]
[oh boy, its me!]
It hurts to laugh, when I know the joke's on me.

I hate when people start useless drama,
it gives me a migraine.
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(no subject) [Sep. 27th, 2005|07:53 pm]
[oh boy, its me!]
Jaw breaker "Do you still hate me?"

Been hearing about you.
All about your disapproval.
Still I remember the way I used to move you.
I wrote you a letter.
I heard it just upset you.
Why don't you tell me?
How can I do this better?
Are you out there?
Do you hear me?
Can I call you?
Do you still hate me?
Are we talking?
Are we fighting?
Is it over?
Are we writing?
We're getting older.
But we're acting younger.
We should be smarter.
It seems we're getting dumber.
I have a picture
of you and me in Brooklyn.
On a porch, it was raining.
Hey, I remember that day.
Are you out there?
Do you hear me?
Can I call you?
Do you still hate me?
Are we talking?
Are we fighting?
Is it over?
Are we writing?
We're getting older.
And I miss you.
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(no subject) [Sep. 26th, 2005|06:45 pm]
[oh boy, its me!]
did you ever have one of those moments
where all of a sudden
everything just seems so pointless
&that your whole life is so fucked up
even though there's no reason for you to think so?
it happened to me today.
&i kind of cried for a while.

stupid hormones.


holyshitassmotherfuckerroastedlesbianonastick.
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(no subject) [Sep. 25th, 2005|06:41 pm]
[oh boy, its me!]
my lj is officially public.
no one really reads it anyway.
so who caresssssss.

i can't believe
i actually finished my AP essay.
there has to be some sort of prize fo that.
right??

i kind of wish
that i could find someone
to be with.
who isn't incredibly
unnatainable until the end of time.


I just had a creative surge.
It could be a big one.




........I want a meet a boy with a three&a half inch penis.
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