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[09 Dec 2009|02:54pm] |
ben realized that lianne and i are walter and perry from homemovies. it's sooo true and i <3 my boo
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[05 Oct 2009|02:36pm] |
gross, i hate the internet. it in of itself isn't so bad, what it reminds me of is disconcerting at best.
mainly playing scatoooogories & rummy, sleeping little, thinking lots, & i will/do miss you, quietly, kind of, cause you were right, after all, after always.
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[25 Sep 2009|09:09am] |
consider this your last warning - i've been far too generous for what has come to pass.
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feeling good, feeling sad to know everyone's leaving at the end of this year, college started so long ago, and it's amazing how far i've come. i suppose it's a perspective i'll have to maintain, the desire to keep learning, keep getting exposed, keep getting uncomfortable, keep getting involved. this year i'll keep up my PPLM and gang research, i guess this summer i'll study abroad in luxembourg, take classes to get my double major and concentration completed, senior year keep my grades up and do the limbo that is fifth year (free masters degree? w3rd), and then go cross country, cross globe, return the good i've been given, only to go back to school for my doctorate, cause i wanna do something that transcends my lifetime, do some real life research, mothafuckass. it's daunting, especially with how smart and accomplished my bests are, but it's nice to get held to something like that, because they know i can, and i hate to disappoint.
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[16 Sep 2009|09:47pm] |
She says It helps with the lights out Her rabid glow is like braille to the night. She swears I'm a slave to the details But if your life is such a big joke, why should I care?
The clock is set for nine but you know you're gonna make it eight. So that you two can take some time, teach each other to reciprocate.
She feels that my sentimental side should be held with kid gloves But she doesn't know that I left my urge in the icebox She swears I'm just prey to the female, Well then hook me up and throw me, baby cakes, cuz I like to get hooked.
The clock is set for nine but you know you're gonna make it eight. All the people that you've loved they're all bound to leave some keepsakes. I've been swinging all the time, think it's time to learn your way. I picture you and me together in the jungle it will be ok.
I'll bring you when my lifeboat sails through the night That is supposing you don't sleep tonight
It's like learning a new language Helps me catch up on my mime If you don't bring up those lonely parts This could be a good time You come here to me. We'll collect those lonely parts and set them down You come here to me...
She says brief things, her love's a pony My love's subliminal
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[11 Sep 2009|08:59am] |
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i can now jerk it like a champ =]
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