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nothing, no one, everywhere, LB [25 Aug 2005|11:00pm] i just got back from laguna beach, i could write thousands of pages on that city alone, its amazing, i love it soo much but right now im in a state of shock, everything there is so pristine, and the beach is not even 100 feet from our hotel, and right off the main road. I could surf everyday, i could lay out everyday, i would get skinny for that town. i love that city, i loved it so much every boy there is so my type, beautiful, shaggy hair, built bodies, surfers, tan, sweet, sexy, and their f-me lines are so defined, lovely, romantic, they make me feel so perfect when they smile, and they have sweet, sexy white teeth, there are no more words i can use to describe them. and the girls there are not at all what i expected, alot of them actually are pretty chunky, blonde of corse, and very pretty, but not all that skinny, which leaves me a chance, i fell in love every moment on that beach, with the sun, the surf, the salty water and sea air, the men, the beach volleyball, everything, please ship me off there. someone tell me they love me. -K 2 tried to write poetry, but got tangled in their words

[21 Aug 2005|11:50pm] Global Personality Test Results Stability (20%) low which suggests you are very worrying, insecure, emotional, and anxious. Orderliness (53%) medium which suggests you are moderately organized, hard working, and reliable while still remaining flexible, efficient, and fun. Extraversion (53%) medium which suggests you average somewhere in between being assertive and social and being withdrawn and solitary. Take Free Global Personality Test personality tests by similarminds.com tried to write poetry, but got tangled in their words

Watch out for my heart; there, its lying in the road [03 Jul 2005|12:38am] Watch out for my heart; there, its lying in the road. Redness beating through it, yet it looks so alone be careful of my beating heart, for your foot my come to rest upon it, be careful of my crimson bride, for she=s been cracked before I don=t think she can take it once more be careful of my beating heart for I once heard it crack, but that=s madness; for what person could do that? oh, look, here he comes, as handsome as can be he will treat me right, I say, and love to only be with me his peachy fingers gripped around the beating thing, and I saw his knuckles swell, but I did not see the last part coming, I thought I knew him so well it slapped me in the face as he squeezed and squeezed with a silent smirk slapped across his face happy that he had finally put me in my place he crushed my heart with all his might and left the bloody mess too bad I took our love and put it to the test. I thought he would treat me so well, yet sadly he has not, Oh, look at the pieces laying there; left to rot. I said be careful with my scarlet bride, for she knows not how to be two, but please...don=t take my pieces with you leave them here with me, for I can sew them back, I can keep her from her fateful crack please leave her here with me please don=t make me start anew for my only sin in this world, was to tell you I loved you. tried to write poetry, but got tangled in their words

Tracks Trace [03 Jul 2005|12:30am] tears run tracks down her supple skin her stomach is twisted into unimaginable mazes she blinks hard trying to get ride of her hate but only still feels it in her gut why doesn't anyone care about eachother? don't care to love nor to hate distance distance from everyone that could potentially hurt them unable to see who people truly are like a little girl spinning out of control everything blurry but no one can touch her with her arms spinning wide a moveable wall the only way to reach her is to take her hand spin with her until she falls and you're right there to catch her as she cries and her tears soak into your palms as she talks of her fears, why she spun her moveable wall while she cries you think I'm so dizzy because all this time you've been spinning out of control aren't you glad you have another day to fall? tried to write poetry, but got tangled in their words

[29 Jun 2005|11:34pm] my fingers caress these dark things called keys then you leave what darkness can i now hold within my fingertips words, foul and disgusting explode from my lips tracing themselves on the keys outlines of what i feel as the carpet catches my knees mere shadows of the things inside my heart dying to trace themselves within these keys these keys these keys the windows to my everything reaching out. Searching emptyness for meaning in these dark keys like an executioners smile as the axe drafts through the air you killed me with your accidence you killed me with your kiss romance love mere bliss these keys hold everything that ever wanted to leave my mouth these keys carry me on their backs drifting away into solitude silently waiting your reply then you left without so much as an empty key one stroke one note of feeling sadness joy nothing you left you left alone you left the keys to carry me away from you into solitude tried to write poetry, but got tangled in their words

Apology in a Eulogy [23 Jun 2005|10:17pm] I am very sorry, for Iput you in this place I am sorry my image was askew as tears ran tracks down my face I'm sorry to do this to you, although its for the best I'm sorry for this situation, sorry for this mess I'm sorry that I may never hear those three words from your mouth I'm sorry that you might share those words with someone else I am very sorry for doing this to you I shouldn't have challenged you I asked you to be with me, to love me, to listen but now the tears upon your cheeks simply seem to glisten I remember how your breath landed on my skin; so safe how you looked so dearly at the tears that weren't fake I remember how sweetly you reminded me you cared how tenderly you had loved me, all the pain that we shared I remember with sad eyes at how you held me close the questions that came from my simple words I will never know its strange how much 4 words could hurt a person so deeply but remember forecer and always, for you I always had feelings. tried to write poetry, but got tangled in their words

Prozac [23 Jun 2005|10:13pm] You would never guess how 2 pills could make me feel so good How they could make my feelings not so misunderstood how those indigo little capsules could change my life so much I am no longer searching, reaching for your touch I can now live on my own without so much support I no longer think of making my life so short not so many tears have dampened my sheets or built up inside of me for oh to many weeks I can now tell you how I feel, without any remorse and realize you'll listen without any recourse I love me for who I am, not for who I was a lost, lonely child, searching for a cause. tried to write poetry, but got tangled in their words

BRiAN [23 Jun 2005|10:10pm] I can't believe i took your crap and thought that you loved me I can't believe you treated me like that and still i thought you cared you too my breath away and asked me for my heart I didnt even have time to think as you tore it all apart I always thought you were the one but how i hated you so you stabbed me in the back and let your feelings show your menacing finally got yo me and ripped my mind to shreds I left you alone that night and slowly put myself to bed although i didn't sleep all night long, it didn't take that much to realize how badly I was wrong. tried to write poetry, but got tangled in their words

[23 Jun 2005|10:09pm] I knew great times couldn't last forever They had to pass sometime, although i wish the time was never the enevitable this time we hate although it drives to mesmerate They feed on our strain, our minds not put to ease laughter made is not meant to please this happiness is empty, the laughter off cute although i wish it had nothing to do with you you unfortunately caused this pain of mine caused my tears to swell, shattering my mind. tried to write poetry, but got tangled in their words

Fall [23 Jun 2005|10:07pm] leaves of fall, winter, and autumn below my feet, all are trodden red, yellow, orange and green before my eyes all are seen pumpkins and jack-o-lanterns and great scary ghouls all are used as holloweens tools green leaves and rain mark fall's end witing for next year's heart to mend. tried to write poetry, but got tangled in their words

[25 Jan 2005|10:19pm] 2 tried to write poetry, but got tangled in their words

This one's for Brian [29 Dec 2004|09:37am] SUGARCULT LYRICS "Memory" This may never start. We could fall apart. And I'd be your memory. Lost your sense of fear. Feelings insincere. Can I be your memory? So get back, back, back to where we lasted. Just like I imagine. I could never feel this way. So get back, back, back to the disaster. My heart's beating faster. Holding on to feel the same. This may never start. I'll tear us apart. Can I be your enemy? Losing half a year. Waiting for you here I'd be your anything. So get back, back, back to where we lasted. Just like I imagine. I could never feel this way. So get back, back, back to the disaster. My heart's beating faster. Holding on to feel the same. This may never start. Tearing out my heart. I'd be your memory. Lost your sense of fear. (I'd be your memory) Feelings insincere. Can I be your memory? So get back, back, back to where we lasted. Just like I imagine. I could never feel this way. So get back, back, back to the disaster. My heart's beating faster. Holding on to feel the same. This may never start. We could fall apart And I'd be your memory. Lost your sense of fear. Feelings insincere. Can I be your memory? Can I be your memory? 6 tried to write poetry, but got tangled in their words

[12 Dec 2004|07:56pm] [ mood | hopeful ]   tallblndchk: his name is mikey tallblndchk: thats him, ^ ChUkApIi: nice butt ChUkApIi: haha CuTiE GuRl 1379: awwww CuTiE GuRl 1379: thats a nice back part CuTiE GuRl 1379: lol tallblndchk: lovely baseball pants huh tallblndchk: mmmmmm   2 tried to write poetry, but got tangled in their words

[09 Nov 2004|07:21pm] do you ever want to roll out of bed onto the floor, just to see what youll hit? or do you ever really want to smack yourself in the head with your math book, just to feel the numbness that comes from it? do you ever want to throw pillows at your walls, just to hear the hollow sound it makes as it is in contact with the solid? well i do and its a sickening thing the joy that comes from all these things. 1 tried to write poetry, but got tangled in their words

[09 Nov 2004|06:50pm] [ mood | contemplative ] why is it that everyone i want to know and wish i were more like, live so far away.  This thing im going through, its only as if one person truly knows what its like that lives near me, but everyone who could understand and i would love them to, live so far away. My life would be so much simpler and more amazing if i just lived in a place with all the people i adore and get along with.  oivey i love too many ppl that dont live close to me. like my boyfriend Mikey, good god if i could see him everyday i would go crazy.  Or Rebbecca my adoptive cousin, or my actual cousin Alex, Stephanie, Ryan, Annie, Joey, goodness gracious i miss them so much, i love them soo much too.  Or people i dont know very well but would love to get to know like Joey Fowler from oklahoma, or Kyle McBain from Oregon or Laine Solnier, if i only lived closer to them i would be so in love with the two of them because they really are awesome people. I really dont feel like anyone really understands me here, its hard to live in the valley and not be self absorbed i guess, but im trying to get to know people that arent like that and i have no idea how i would live if i got to know them better and could just like go to the movies with them or hang out at my house. you guys have no idea what that would mean to me,  no idea. 2 tried to write poetry, but got tangled in their words

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