ju5t 0n3 0f th053 d4y5....
i can't even find a song to describe my feelings..
i always can,
but now i can't..
i can only think of love songs..
gosh dang
so sick
Thursday, February 23, 2006
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When your heart is broken,
My one rule : no cats allowed .
-= face bella figura =-
p.s. less than three
I have the cure .
Take the Agnocure .
i don't want you to read it,
but i need you too
The Collection
this is my blog
(I have officially deprived myself of my dignity, in the name of getting some answers)
this is 289 posts, finally
and Ze Frank only made 247 shows
. yes, he has finished . but i keep him here anyway . he is my idol !
this is my life
What comprises it?
Some preliminary works, and a whole lot of wallowing.
Who am I?
"Really sweet, with a tad bit of overboard... but overall romantic."
~DE~ I like that.
life is tough - like the last 4 songs on DDR. this is just a lil somting for your ego - enrich yourself. this is my outlet, this is your leisure time. this is something for everyone, but most of it's for you. this is saving the world, one word at a time. this is just the beginning - hakuna matata.
My dynamic mission statement: To learn something new, and to teach it to you, as often as possible. To express my opinions on any and all related and/or random topics. To help you see the plain and simple side. To fix what is broken in the world. To give you a story you can never finish, a game you can never win. To translate my emotions into something you can understand, to which you can relate. To be your hope when all is lost, and to make you feel warm inside.
I know sometimes you won't have time to read everything. So save it for a day when you do. When you otherwise have nothing to, instead of sitting there bored out of your mind, remember me. And I will always have something here for you.
Disclaimer:
You can feel anything you want, as a result of reading my beautiful works. Depending on the material; feel happy, feel dejected, feel alone, feel unwanted, feel the past, feel the present, and by all means feel angry... but please, do not be angry at me because of these words. After all, it is only art! Well, 'only art' is blasphemic, but you get the idea.
p.s. edited [old] profile picture from miss lila mae .
Green Apple of my Eye
- philophiliac
- Collin. 17. Green. It has been far too long since I edited this.
seventeen months of my life, summed up nicely
- December 2005 (7)
- January 2006 (8)
- February 2006 (5)
- March 2006 (7)
- April 2006 (2)
- May 2006 (15)
- June 2006 (24)
- July 2006 (22)
- August 2006 (35)
- September 2006 (16)
- October 2006 (14)
- November 2006 (15)
- December 2006 (14)
- January 2007 (18)
- February 2007 (16)
- March 2007 (20)
- April 2007 (30)
- May 2007 (22)
Writing is not easy. It is a lonely, and oftentimes unappreciated endeavor. But I have to keep creating, I have to keep trying to organize all the beautiful, chaotic things into some pattern....
It takes a thought to make a word
And it takes some words to make an action
It takes some work to make it work
It takes some good to make it hurt
It takes some bad for satisfaction
I'm two quarters and a heart down
And I don't want to forget how your voice sounds
These words are all I have so I'll write them
So you need them just to get by
When you try your best, but you don't succeed
When you get what you want, but not what you need
When you feel so tired, but you can't sleep
When the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose someone you can't replace
When you love someone, but it goes to waste
I will try to fix you
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