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a fucking fit of honesty.
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| (no subject) |
[Jun. 8th, 2009→04:27 pm] |
if you have a girlfriend in utah
please don't ask me out on dates and kiss me in your room. |
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| (no subject) |
[Apr. 16th, 2009→08:45 am] |
the glove compartment isn't accurately named
and everybody knows it
so i'm proposing a swift orderly change
because behind it's door
there's nothing to keep my fingers warm
and all I find are souvenirs from better times |
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| (no subject) |
[Apr. 15th, 2009→04:10 pm] |
dear next boyfriend:
you must:
think my friends are the neatest.
think my parents are the neatest.
make me laugh.
have sex with me every once in awhile.
thats it, thannnks! |
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| (no subject) |
[Mar. 14th, 2009→03:20 pm] |
i want to destroy something beautiful.
you did. |
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| (no subject) |
[Mar. 13th, 2009→11:02 am] |
for all i know
there's more i don't
 |
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| (no subject) |
[Mar. 9th, 2009→05:51 pm] |
beautiful yet heartbreaking.
and that is how today has been.
- "will you do me a favor?"
- "sure, anything"
- "fall back in love with me."
- "..."
- "ok, lets just say you do..
then what?"
- "i'll let you know."
- "promise?"
- "i promise." |
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| (no subject) |
[Feb. 23rd, 2009→11:35 am] |
boyfriends suck.
i don't want one ever again.
lame. lame. lame. |
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| if you voted yes on prop 8 |
[Dec. 9th, 2008→04:13 pm] |
let me ask you a few questions.
if you were born gay,
would you have voted the same way?
do you have family members
or a close and loving friendship
with any gay or lesbians?
how does explaining your vote to them
make you and them feel?
have you experienced
the turmoil for acceptance
homosexuals struggle with
often their entire life?
do you hear their cries for help?
do you think they are going to stop
loving each other just because you don't want them to get married?
how does their getting married
hurt you or your marriage in anyway?
does it make you feel uncomfortable to answer these questions?
you may or may not know it but people in my life
and probably yours
are being hurt by your vote
right now
every day.
it's never time to give up.
it's never too late to change your mind. |
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| (no subject) |
[Oct. 30th, 2008→06:37 pm] |
today i made a breakthrough.
i didn't throw up upon sight of you and her.
there were actually no signs of stirring in the stomach or the heart.
maybe now this means we can be friends. |
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| from potatobugs.com |
[Jun. 16th, 2008→10:33 pm] |
Q: What other names are Potato Bugs known by?
A: The common Potato Bug is also known as the Jerusalem cricket. Our Native American friends call him “Woh-tzi-Neh” (Old Bald-Headed Man). In Latin America, he’s “niña de la tierra” (child of the earth). Other names include: Satan's fetus, the Devil's spawn, the Devil's child, the Devil's baby, the Devil's fetus, evil fetus, bald devil fetus, bald fetus of Satan, and earth fetus.
Q: Do potato bugs bite?
A: They gnaw.
Q: Why are potato bugs so ugly and frightening? Why do they look part human? Where did they come from?
A: The most widely held belief is that God didn’t create potato bugs. It was Satan’s work. And amongst evolutionists and non-religious types, the consensus is that potato bugs came from outer space.
Q: I have potato bugs in my vegetable garden. How can I rid myself of these pesky critters?
A: Drench your entire yard with gasoline and set it ablaze. Once the fire has burned itself out and the ground has cooled, cultivate the soil to a depth of seven feet, saturate the area with battery acid and top the surface with gasoline. After a few minutes, most of the surviving potato bugs, now irritated, will burrow up for air. Set the yard on fire again, and let it burn itself out. The remaining bugs should be crisped. Add water. Only then, and only maybe, will you rid yourself of potato bugs.
Q: When I sleep, I have recurring dreams about potato bugs. Nightmares, really. Should I be concerned?
A: No. We all have nightmares about potato bugs. Try not to drink alcohol right before bed.
Q: Does alcohol consumption increase the chances of potato bug nightmares?
A: No. Potato bugs are drawn to the smell of alcohol, so when you drink late at night they’re more likely to infest your bed. They may gnaw your cheeks while you sleep, trying to get at the smell of the alcohol on your breath.
Q: I have never even seen a potato bug. Where would I be likely to find one?
A: Consider yourself very lucky, click away from this website, and forget you ever asked that question.
Q: Do potato bugs eat potatoes?
A: Potato bugs eat your cheeks.
Q: I caught a potato bug in a field behind my house, and now its my pet. How do I sex it?
A: Just e-mail us your name and address, and we’ll notify the proper authorities about you. You should be locked up. |
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| (no subject) |
[Jun. 2nd, 2008→11:02 pm] |
i think livejournal is dead.
no one reads it anymore..
but i still continue.
yay for me.
today is my half birthday.
i'm getting tattooed tomorrow by jason.
should be interesting,
considering our visit earlier today.
the coffees and walks were fine,
but the saying goodbye hurt.
as always.
the lack of communication hurt.
as always.
we held each other too close for too long.
as always.
hm.
'nuff said.
please long beach,
do me a favor and give me a room.
i love you and my job and some of the people that inhabit your regions,
but my living situation:
not so hot. |
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| (no subject) |
[May. 8th, 2008→01:30 am] |
long beach.
i love my job.
i miss you 805.
i'll make this shit work though.
thank you to everyone who has went out on a limb for me,
everyone with kind words,
everyone with welcoming arms,
and supportive thoughts.
tytyty. |
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| (no subject) |
[Apr. 29th, 2008→11:33 pm] |
today i began reading Dance, Dance, Dance by Haruki Murakami for the second time.
you scribbled "book mark" on a postal sticker so many months ago, to give me an official page marker.
then we broke up
and i went on a drunken hiatus from reading.
six months later
the drinking has slowed,
and the reading has begun again.
where i left off,
your bookmark still holds my page
and it reeks of you.
i smell it over and over,
just to be sure
one hundred times more
i leave the sticker outside for a few hours,
you know,
to air out.
the scent will not fade.
so i'll live with it.
every time i open my book, i check to make sure you are still there.
stirring up old memories of you,
and of us. |
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| (no subject) |
[Apr. 21st, 2008→11:56 am] |
i love when you think someone matters
and the fuckers don't give a shit about you.
nice wake up call.
thanks "friends" |
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| (no subject) |
[Apr. 18th, 2008→05:29 pm] |
this shits getting really hard.
i always wanted to do this,
but part of me never thought it'd really happen.
cause i didn't think i had it in me.
then i realized that you write the book of your life all on your own.
and i just had to.
i need to.
but muhfuckindamnitcunt.
this little boy named taner sitting on my couch right now..
just told me
"i'm gonna miss you so much when you leave auntie,
will you still visit me and watch spongebob and the boondocks?"
i haven't cried this hard since the last time i got my heart broken.
will you please all know that as much of a flake/bad friend as i am..
leaving you is the biggest heartache.
i am so damn thankful of every minute,
every smile,
every fucking laugh you've given me.
i will never forget any of you.
leaving hanford was easy.
[you fuckin hoes]
but this..
this is hard.
heather,
you have my heart.
forever.
even when you're grandma shirley.
you'll be my best friend. |
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| (no subject) |
[Apr. 10th, 2008→12:17 pm] |
apparently
envy
is my greatest
downfall. |
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| sometimes [sometimes] it sucks being a hairstylist |
[Apr. 9th, 2008→02:50 pm] |
dear haley,
fuck 3 hours detangling your nappy ass dreads.
you're twelve fucking years old.
i have spent more time in the last year combing your fucking hair than is necessary.
and with a smile on my face.
[a fake one, but still]
i deserve an award for this.
i am very happy to be leaving you.
ps. you're mom is a pill popper. |
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| feist |
[Apr. 9th, 2008→01:12 pm] |
baby i can't figure it out
your kisses taste like honey
sweet lies don't gimme no rise
oh what you're tryin to do?
living on your cheating
and the pain grows inside me
its enough to leave me crying in the rain
love you forever
but you're driving me insane
and i'm hanging on
oh oh oh
i'll win, i'll never give in
our love has got the power
too many lovers in one lifetime
ain't good for you
you treat me like a vision in the night
someone there to stand behind you
when your world ain't working right
i ain't no vision
i'm the girl who
loves you
inside and out
backwards and forwards
with my heart hanging out
i love no other way
what are we gonna do if we lose the fire?
wrap myself up and take me home again
too many heartaches in one lifetime
ain't good for me
i figure it's the love that keeps you warm
let this moment be forever
we won't ever feel the storm
you are the reason for my laughter and my sorrow
blow out the candle
i will burn again tomorrow
no man on earth can stand between my loving arms
and no matter how you hurt me
i will love you 'til i die |
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| (no subject) |
[Apr. 8th, 2008→01:55 pm] |
sacramento.
was adorable this weekend.
i love you heather and kristal.
one complaint heather:
it made me hate leaving you even more.
why can't you be a jerk instead of my best friend for life??
so i can miss you less!
xoxo.
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| (no subject) |
[Apr. 2nd, 2008→12:24 pm] |
sometimes i wish i could just cut this heart out of me..
and my brain.
or at least the parts that contain the pieces of you.
i want to be able to be your friend, i promise.
but how can i bury the memories that make my stomach turn?
how can i look at you and not think of every kiss? |
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