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Last Christmas I gave you my heart...
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Du är inte så dum som du ser ut.
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[20 Dec 2009|09:11pm] |
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Tell me what you thought about when you were gone and so alone. The worst is over. You can have the best of me. We got older, but we're still young. We never grew out of this feeling that we won't give up. Here we lay again on two separate beds, riding phone lines to meet a familiar voice and pictures drawn from memory. We reflect on miscommunications and misunderstandings and missing each other too much to have had to let go and we whisper "Say what you're thinking right now." Jumping to conclusions made me fall away from you. I'm so glad that the truth has brought back together me and you. We're sitting on the ground ad we whisper "Say what you're thinking out loud." We turn our music down and we whisper. We're sitting on the ground and we whisper. The next time I'm in town we will kiss, girl.
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[20 Dec 2009|01:09am] |
Happy holidays!
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[19 Dec 2009|05:37pm] |
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[19 Dec 2009|05:41pm] |
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see these eyes so green, i can stare for a thousand years..
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[19 Dec 2009|04:48pm] |
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I WANT TO BE A SOCIETY VAMPIRE, YOU SEE
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[18 Dec 2009|02:48pm] |
I know I just joined and I'm really sorry for being so dead but somehow I got a throat infection that's pretty much laid me out the last few days. I literally haven't been able to move from the couch except to shower and go to bed. But I went to the doc today, got some drugs, and am starting to feel a tiny bit better. I'm hoping that once I start the regime of heavy duty antibiotics that I'll be back on my feet and really ready to play in the next few days.
Again, I'm super sorry for being such a dead writer right after being accepted. :\
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[17 Dec 2009|02:54am] |
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[16 Dec 2009|10:51pm] |
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I'm sick of banging with your skeleton. You were gorgeous til you gave out all your skin. Now I can never really take it to the heart again. I still got yours blowing up inside my head. At least I'm waking up with you hiding in my bones. You're a dying legend, darling and i'm dying to touch you, baby. Oh wait, oh wait, before I let you go, there's a thread or two still left between our souls. But you went messing with the gods and never fell away. You're still burning off the angel on your face. Oh, this is love. Bang up my heart to get you. Bang in my heart to feel you. Bang, bang up my heart to get you. Bang in my heart. I'm always banging in my heart. I'm always banging up my heart. I'm waking up.
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[16 Dec 2009|11:11pm] |
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[17 Dec 2009|03:46am] |
This is what you shall do: love the earth and sun, and animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence towards the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown, or to any man or number of men; go freely with the powerful uneducated persons, and with the young, and mothers, of families: read these leaves in the open air every season of every year of your life: re-examine all you have been told at school or church, or in any books, and dismiss whatever insults your soul. |
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[16 Dec 2009|12:59pm] |
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Hi, I'm Ellen and someone has infected me with their 'I feel like ass and I want to pass out' disease.
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(419): Is it weird that I found myself thinking of that blue chick from Avatar while she gave me head after the movie?
Avatar. Go check it out. Now.
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[15 Dec 2009|07:02am] |
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something amazing...later!
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