| rough |
[Nov. 12th, 2005|12:50 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | Tired | ] |
| [ | music |
| | One more Time--Daft Punk | ] |
there never is a time, anymore
and we will fade away, soon. |
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| Helpless, helpless, helpless |
[Oct. 16th, 2005|06:35 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | sardonic | ] |
| [ | music |
| | a life less frightening--rise against | ] |
"We live on front porches and swing life away"
I like that song.
I just cut my nails,
my fingerpads are soft
and remind me of this one movie
I watched a long time ago,
this guy was trying to escape off an island
and did so by removing his fingerpads,
so they wouldn't find his fingerprints.
If that isn't the coolness,
I'll be damned.
Hello Onkel Chrispy!
I am more or less well,
just jello-d up around the edges.
(whispers): I think I have headache! |
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| (no subject) |
[Jul. 19th, 2005|04:16 pm] |
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i hate how it always turns into a shitty conversation |
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| collide |
[Jun. 25th, 2005|06:20 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | Tired | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Collide--Howie Day | ] |
and so you
and i;
we fragment
into a thousand pieces--
light skims across soup bowl,
heavy with memories. |
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| Hello |
[Jun. 9th, 2005|12:52 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | Cold | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Stop the Music--Scribe | ] |
Good morning. |
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| Warmth |
[Jun. 6th, 2005|09:30 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | Joyfully aching | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Collide--Howie Day | ] |
I've been very happy with the last couple of things that I've posted lately.
I think that my favourite new ones would have to be genesis and the pirate.
*yodels*
Collide is a beautiful song. |
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| hello |
[Jun. 4th, 2005|01:04 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | Afraid | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Something | ] |
"We all have the drowning disease." |
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| "Oh Lord, they don't want to hear." |
[May. 31st, 2005|10:36 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | Tired | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Stop The Music--Scribe | ] |
Hello my darlings.
Just wanted to leave an additional note--
"Stop The Music" by Scribe is an awesome song. |
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| Refresh |
[May. 29th, 2005|08:44 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | Sad | ] |
| [ | music |
| | I'll Be There--Sade | ] |
I was a sad sack
and when I had fallen down all the stairs
my neck broke
and I never woke again.
So don't die on me tonight
because I just don't think that I can make it
Don't die on me tonight
I just don't think that I can make it... |
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| (no subject) |
[May. 27th, 2005|09:39 pm] |
| [ | music |
| | Stay together for the kids--Blink 182 | ] |
"then you also know that
every step
i ever took in the wrong direction
was still a step taken in your name
and if i could remember it
i would write that name
on every sole
of every shoe
i ever wore."
--from If Your Hair Was Shorter.
I was coming home one night, and there was an autumn leaf on the floor. |
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| (no subject) |
[May. 27th, 2005|05:51 pm] |
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I think I'm stressed. |
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| somewhere between the frost and living |
[May. 26th, 2005|10:15 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | Desperate | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Untitled--Simple Plan | ] |
i want to write about the year we became snowmen,
melting into each other because winter was too cold
and we did not feel like being frozen hearts forever.
i want to write about the way i had to slowly tug at your wings
to make them dry, holding my breath in case i ripped one
and sent you back into your own personal suffocation,
how you slept too late in the nights and did not stir
until my voice, silken on the other end, woke you from slumber.
we ran away together when we were seventeen, do you remember?
your lunchbox was green and mine was clear, and we'd had enough of
being treated as if we were invisible men; they never would admit
that each to each, we were all snowmen melting into shoes.
last night, we played cards forever and if i were to ever fall in love
then it would be far away and somewhere where the sun would never set,
not even twice because your hair glints copper when we are driving
and when i breathe in you, i swear i've never seen the world so clearly
as when you whisper 'does someone need a hug'
between the sheets where we were once snowmen,
blending into each other as the years slowly chewed away our tears
and after the dark, we became silhouettes behind the school once more. |
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| Imaginary sequelae |
[May. 24th, 2005|07:05 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | Weary | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Slow Down--Bobby Valentino | ] |
I'm so fucking emo. |
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| Seven |
[May. 23rd, 2005|10:50 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | Wistful | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Obsession (Spanish)--Frankie J & Baby Bash | ] |
I loved you for years too long
and when it was over,
all I could do was watch
whilst your spirit faltered,
flickered against the trembling sky
and then dove head first down into the water;
forgetting that you were once the antithesis of my slow burning heart. |
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| Something about the way you look tonight |
[May. 21st, 2005|12:47 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | Complications | ] |
| [ | music |
| | obsession--Baby Bash & Frankie J | ] |
I am sitting alone in that tree
waiting for the siren to call.
It will never call
and soon enough,
I am sure that I will fall out onto my head
and it will hurt.
Oh yes, it will hurt. |
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| Trees |
[May. 19th, 2005|10:54 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | Lethargically Weary | ] |
| [ | music |
| | My December--Linkin Park | ] |
I feel very lonely,
lonely and tired right now.
Sigh. |
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| Patchwork |
[May. 14th, 2005|09:11 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | Contemplative | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Whatever Will Be--Tammin Sursok | ] |
We are fading fast. Sometimes I wonder if I shall ever find a way into the night. It's as if I am always slipping behind; people swim around me and I know that they are darker than what it feels like inside my head, but I swear they are happy. They are happy and I am stuck somewhere between the grass and the sky, and it seems as if I should be here forever.
I am far away. I am far away and I don't know where the sky stops, where the sea begins. It's always ever a horizontal line creeping across my mind. I've yet to find some place to store my thoughts. They are precious, if they are nothing else.
It's always two degrees away from the cold where I am.
I hate the beach at night. The flourescent lights cast artificial brightness on the foam caps, and I feel as if that is my life. My life is not a bight, glaring light beaming down from the seeming darkness up above. It is a story best told in sepia and shades of black and white. Sepia, to represent the times I let myself muse, and drift away on the reminisces of my childhood. There were always the better times; my father and I shopping in another country, catching a shared taxi home together with strangers. Being six, seven, his moustache tickling my cheeks. Sometimes, I dream about six and long for that perfect age.
Black and white, my tears are always black and white. Colour is loud, colour is absurd and points to a personality which I do not have. Even today, I am pastellated. Colour is not something I am fond of; I prefer the greens, the browns, the dark reds. All the neutrals. Black and white too, of course.
Most nights I feel restless. Days pass by, and I am almost always content, happy. But when night comes, I feel more alone than God must have, before he created Man. Some nights, there is less missing. Those are the nights I discover what love is like, what it feels to have someone to hold me and in that silence, it feels as if night should never leave and we will be together for eternity.
The air freezes, and I am lost in memory again. |
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| Inferno |
[May. 9th, 2005|09:58 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | Saddened | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Weir--Killing Heidi | ] |
Oh, my dear journal. How I've missed your company. The world is a disgusting place, filled with the people cast out even from Hell. |
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| Emo crap. |
[Mar. 25th, 2005|07:42 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | lonely as hell | ] |
| [ | music |
| | If I Knew--Glen Medeiros | ] |
Miss you. Always, even when I'm with you. |
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| Hello goodbye cruel world |
[Mar. 19th, 2005|12:53 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | Melancholic | ] |
| [ | music |
| | One Sweet Day--Mariah Carey & Boyz II Men | ] |
I miss J so much. |
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