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[Apr. 29th, 2008|12:49 am] |
not entirely convinced....
i';m not a jerk:(:(:( foreal
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[Apr. 18th, 2008|09:30 pm] |
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also, i wish that free love was socially accepted |
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[Apr. 18th, 2008|08:38 pm] |
I can't imagine all the people that you know
And the places that you go
When the lights are turned down low
And I don't understand
All the things you've seen
But I'm slipping in between
You and your big... dreams
it's always you in my big dreams
And you tell me
That it's over
Wake up lying in a patch of four leaf clover
And you're restless
And I'm naked
You've got to get out
You can't stand to see me shaking
no, could you let me go
I didn't think so
and you don't want to be here in the future
So you say
the present's just a pleasant
Interruption to the past
And you don't want to look much closer
'Cause you're afraid to find out all this hope
You had sent into the sky by now had... crashed
and it did because of me
And then you bring me home
Afraid to find out that you're alone, no
And I'm sleeping in your living room
But we don't have much room
To live
I had these dreams, in them I learned to play guitar
Maybe cross the country
Become a rockstar
And there was hope in me
That I could take you there
But damn it you're so young
But I don't think I care
and if I hurt you then i'm sorry
please don't think that this was easy
And then you bring me home
'Cause we both know what it's like to be alone, no
And I'm dreaming in your living room
But we don't have much room
To live
And Konstantine is walking down the stairs
Doesn't she look good
Standing in her underwear?
And I was thinking, what I was thinking
But we've been drinking
And it doesn't get me anywhere
My Konstantine came walking down the stairs
And all that I could do
Was touch her long blonde hair
And I've been thinking
It hurts me thinking
That these nights when we were drinking
No they never got us anywhere, no
This is because I can spell konfusion with a K
And I can like it
It's to dying in anothers arms
and why i had to try it
It's to jimmy eat world
and those nights in my car
when the first star you see
may not be a star
I'm not your star
Isn't that what you said?
what you thought this song meant
And if this is what it takes
just to lie with my mistakes
and live with what I did to you
All the hell I put you through
I always catch the clock it's 11:11
And now you want to talk
it's not hard to dream
You'll always be my Konstantine
My Konstantine
They'll never hurt you like I do
No, They'll never hurt you like I do
No, No, No, No, No, No, No, No, No
This is to a girl who got into my head
with all the pretty things she did
Hey, You know, you keep me up in bed
This is to a girl who got into my head
with all these fucked up things I did
Hey maybe baby, you could keep me up in bed
My Konstantine
Spin around me like a dream
We played out on this movie screen
And I said,
Did you know I miss you
Did you know I miss you
Did you know I miss you
Did you know I miss you
Did you know I miss you
Did you know I miss you
Did you know I miss you
I miss you
And then you bring me home
And we'll go to sleep but this time not alone, no No,
And then you'll kiss me in your living room, oh
I know you miss me in your living room
Cause these nights I think maybe that I miss you in my living room
We don't have much room
I said, does anybody need that room?
Because we all need a little more room
To live
...My Konstantine.
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done.
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[Apr. 16th, 2008|07:45 pm] |
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everything is terrible.
terrible day.
terrible peopple.
terrible grades.
terrible boys.
terrible jocks.
terrible 1 month of seclusion.
TERRIBLE situation.
andddddddddddddddddddddddd still, im happy about the situation. in a way. |
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[Apr. 15th, 2008|07:18 pm] |
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well day one of seclusion hasn't been very eventful. a few daeth glares and stomping around the house. no actually partaking in being civilized though. today at school was really lame because i am sick and i had a head ache all day. prison's in canada suck -i was just so rudely interupted by my father who has misplaced his tuner. and asked me to bring dishes downstaires, i said no out of spite- anyways.. we watched a movie on prisons in the world. cough cough. just the u.s and canada though. this grounding business is pretty... stupid. i don't think i have ever been so unimpressed with the actions of parents in my life. no WONDER my sister resents them.
the bright screen makes my head ache worse. i think i am going to nap for a little while.
..bye.
ps. omgomgomgomg..... no |
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[Apr. 14th, 2008|09:16 pm] |
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with you and me, we can only lose. |
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[Mar. 24th, 2008|02:14 am] |
well hey.
so i have hardly gone to school this month. everything has been so ruckus and then tehre was march break and easter.
after march break, i got into a scuffle with my sister and my whole family got involved. she ended up deleting everything of mine frmothe computer, so my mom bought me my own laptop and it should be here sometime in april. it's sunshine yellow. after that fiasco, i had to stay home frmo school to get homeowrk that was deleted done, and i also had to get extensions on projects. she's mature. anyways, so right when i thought everything was resolved, thursday night happened. like... who am i even?
i miss alkaline trio
and
hanging out with my other friends |
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[Mar. 21st, 2008|03:47 pm] |
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when you came in
when we settled down
when you meant what you said
before the breakdown
oh, you don't need me.
i just break you .
see?
i love you.
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Sit down, please make yourself comfortable...
I might need some time
to dance around what I need to say,
I love you to death, I think I need a break.
I spend my days worried out loud,
I gag in my head, I choke it back down.
It hurts me inside to save your insides,
so close my lips tight, move eyes to the side.
This is the way we disappear.
It's easy if you burnout like a star.
This is the way we disappear.
It's easy like a fifty foot fall.
And I'm waiting, for whatever better time...
to evict these words that have rented out my mind.
And I'm hating every minute that I don't speak out loud,
like a year laying down
like a year laying down
like a year laying down
Relax on this bed of nails, on this plastic sheet,
your blood leaves a trail right back to me.
A problem you see.
Would you please allow a moment to think? |
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[Mar. 14th, 2008|01:55 am] |
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ebay and paypal are confuuuuusing:( |
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