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[Nov. 26th, 2009|03:20 pm] |
Bittersweet memories.
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[Nov. 19th, 2009|04:38 pm] |
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Cos it's all just a facade, and if you can't tell, well then that's just your fucking problem, ain't it?
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[Nov. 12th, 2009|09:42 pm] |
Do you collect the souls you've lost
In the top of your dresser drawer
Count the number of tears displaced
On lonely bedroom floors
A machine where your heart once was
Slowly takes the place of you
Only hold the memories now
Of a love I thought I knew
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[Nov. 10th, 2009|09:27 pm] |
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| | Space Cowboy- Falling Down | ] |
L-O-V-E's just another word i never learned to pronounce
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[Nov. 3rd, 2009|10:53 pm] |
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| | Kate Miller Heidke- The last day on earth | ] |
Oh baby, baby. Where'd you go? You got lost along the way.
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[Nov. 2nd, 2009|09:20 pm] |
the danger of a broken heart is not the pain.
not the tears, or anger.
not the ache, not the loneliness,
not the quiet, the empty seat, the bed now much too big.
the danger of a broken heart is what we have to repair it with.
mistrust, hopelessness, faux comfort.
independence.
the oaths we take. what we swear to ourselves.
the danger is self-reliance.
the danger is that these stitches in our heart don't fall out.
that they are there to stay.
because they must.
the danger is that we know it isn't about love anymore.
and,
it isn't about how perfect we are in our world.
it's about how perfect we are in theirs.
the danger is that two became one.
and a half of one...
well.
half is not whole.
but now we must make it so
-lauren
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[Oct. 30th, 2009|06:36 pm] |
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| | Pitbull/Akon- Shut It Down | ] |
My condition is starting to make me worry. It's getting from bad to worse. Today it felt like I sprained my whole fucking right shoulder. I hope my muscles around the bone aren't inflamed or something. Then again, it's my fault for not taking my pills.
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[Oct. 27th, 2009|09:19 pm] |
The truth is always hard to swallow.
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[Oct. 25th, 2009|07:56 pm] |
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Soooo, updates of my utterly boring life:
London and Paris for the Xmas break. I can't wait. I want to escape from my shit life here.
I finally got myself a new macbook pro, thanks to my wonderful mom and dad (: Still trying to get used to it.
And, we're getting a new puppy (: Max needs a companion. Haha
A (somewhat) good way to round up a fucked up year I guess, but good just ain't enough.
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[Oct. 23rd, 2009|01:02 pm] |
There are two parts- life and death.
But why must only the living part be so full of complications?
Death seems relatively easy. And uncomplicated. You actually don't get to feel anything, like pain. Isn't that just great?
I'm not sucidal, just random thinking. Haha. Please don't jump to conclusions (:
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[Oct. 2nd, 2009|01:11 am] |
Horrified and disgusted by what you've become.
You are not the same person who I fell in love with anymore. |
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[Oct. 1st, 2009|10:31 pm] |
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I just cannot comprehend why the fuck you did that. |
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[Sep. 30th, 2009|07:58 pm] |
Dancing is my remedy,
Music is the cure.
(for now)
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[Sep. 30th, 2009|12:43 am] |
It hurts so bad.
Not that it matters to you anyway. |
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[Sep. 29th, 2009|09:54 pm] |
Whoever said it gets easier with time is a fucking liar. Everywhere I go, I see a memory of what we were.
My head's spinning, my heart's aching, the tears can't stop flowing. I wonder if it's possible to cut off tear ducts..
my love, always.
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[Sep. 26th, 2009|06:28 pm] |
A broken heart can never be a perfect heart again. It is forever scarred by your name.
Right now, I wish I didn't have emotions or feelings.
And I wish I was stronger.
And I wish he'd love me as much as I had loved him.
And I wished I had done something earlier to stop it. |
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[Sep. 26th, 2009|04:55 pm] |
Dear God,
Please help me.
Love, Grace. |
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[Sep. 24th, 2009|11:40 am] |
I hoped.
I prayed.
I wished.
But why do I even bother trying? Will it be all worth it?
Where'd you go? I miss you so.
But baby, you dont miss me no more. |
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[Sep. 22nd, 2009|04:07 pm] |
How do you save what is broken?
How do you explain the fact that you gave your all, your everything, but it wasn't enough for him?
How do you forget the pain, the experiences shared, the hopes and dreams of a future togther, or the love that was never equal?
You just can't, and your heart is forever scarred with his name. |
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