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[May. 31st, 2006|07:11 pm] |
| [ | feeling |
| |  sleepy | ] |
| [ | hearing |
| | etid | ] |
Well. I'm at home bored. Doing my laundry, and tired.
I may be starting a half sleeve next week.
maybe.
I want to.
I want to go to BR friday.
I'm still deciding if I can afford it.
I have bills.
Lots of them.
Bills are silly.
I have a new friend.
Kinda.
Her name is sarah.
Shes from back home.
Shes cool.
I'm trying to move forward, and forget what Ive been dealing with lately.
Its hard.
Because it hurt.
But dont tell anyone that.. |
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[May. 27th, 2006|01:04 am] |
| [ | feeling |
| |  empty | ] |
All I want to do is cry.
It's all I ever want to do.
I dont know what to do with this.
All I know.
Is that I dont want to feel like this anymore. |
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[May. 8th, 2006|04:36 pm] |
I regret ever coming here.
This is hell.
I want to come home. |
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[May. 7th, 2006|11:08 pm] |
I am so weird right now.
I dont know whats going on anymore.
So much at once.
TOO much at once.
Im so confused.
Im so ANGRY.
Im ALWAYS angry.
Im angry with myself.
Im angry with my friends.
Im angry with the people I work with and everyone around me.
Im angry with life.
This is TOO MUCH.
Too much at once.
I cant handle this.
I feel so stuck and so alone.
What I wouldnt give to go back to those old days in BR.
Fuck, I was NEVER happier.
I mean, He makes me happy.
He does.
I love him.
But I hate this place.
And people get mad at me for not liking it.
But I HATE it.
WHAT is going on.
And WHERE am I headed?
My heart hurts alot right now. |
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[Dec. 14th, 2005|02:23 pm] |
Most precious blood and modern life is war.
last night.
I can count on one hand the number of times I've had that much fun.
Thursday Lucero is playing at my workplace.
I'm excited.
Sunday a semi-formal christmas cocktail party at my favorite married couple's home.
And in between now and then, 40 hours of work.
What I would do for ephedrine to be legal again. |
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[Nov. 30th, 2005|02:11 pm] |
| [ | feeling |
| | exhausted | ] |
| [ | hearing |
| | Blacklisted | ] |
So tired.
Half dead.
I'm 19.
My life is work.
My job.
I'm beginning to wonder how Tom has stuck around at this place for so long.
It's growing old.
I'm 10 years ahead of everyone there mentally, and I'm the youngest person employed there by far.
I'm tired of this place.
I want to run far away with him.
Start over somewhere new.
Actually, I'd rather go home than stay here.
I. am. so. tired.
Half. dead. |
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[Nov. 27th, 2005|01:44 pm] |
| [ | feeling |
| |  contemplative | ] |
| [ | hearing |
| | cat power | ] |
Sometimes I think that this body is not mine.
That this life is not mine.
That there was some kind of confusion.
On the way down.
From heaven. |
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[Nov. 26th, 2005|09:19 pm] |
Sometimes I think really hard.
About all the things I want to change
And all the things I want the same.
How I love you.
And I could spend every minute
so content
As long as your heart is beating
in sync with mine.
I'm not always so happy.
And I'm so far from perfect.
So far from what and where I'd like to be.
All the things I see.
You make me stronger.
You make me so. very. weak.
I could hardly speak
when your eyes
first. met. mine.
And I'm so far from what and where I'd like to be.
But you make me stronger.
You make me so.
very.
weak. |
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[Nov. 25th, 2005|08:30 pm] |
| [ | feeling |
| | freeeeezing | ] |
| [ | hearing |
| | Everytime I die | ] |
Well.
Today I spent roaming around Mandeville.
I got the worst haircut of my life.
I WAS trying the grow it out.
But today a dumb beaner cut off my ONLY 2 inches of length.
::sigh::
Well, I was really longing to see a friendly, familiar face.
Then I remembered where I always run into people..
American Eagle. [gag..]
And there they were.
Davey, Bradley, and Steven. :)
Hopefully tomorrow I can get a long enough break from mother/daughter shopping to have coffee with Julie.
I like her.
She's beautiful. |
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[Nov. 24th, 2005|05:53 pm] |
| [ | feeling |
| |  calm | ] |
| [ | hearing |
| | Cat Power- Covers Record | ] |
Home for thanksgiving.
Who thought I'd miss Louisiana so much.
Next weekend I get to see my beloved baton rouge.
And beloved friends.
And pretend it's the old days.
And that there are more old faces there.
Then there really are.
Happy Thanksgiving. |
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