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REASONS NOT RULES MAKE US STRONG
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[24 Jun 2005|07:13pm] |
i got sexually harrassed this week
lalala la lala
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[05 Jun 2005|10:23am] |
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i coughed up blood friday night. and i didn't go to the emergency room.
i guess im still sick. ugh.
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[30 May 2005|09:40pm] |
uhhhh mike threw me in the pool.
im cold.
and ive been sick since graduation. i guess i should take meds and get better.
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[15 May 2005|09:31pm] |
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jenkarr mixtape |
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i can finally feel my toes. i lost feeling in them around 2 a.m. i need to vomit again and remember how it feels to have my jaw weight down and sag like heavy porcelin and i wish better vodka was less expensive.
i want to go fishing with matty and ben. and catch something worth keeping.
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| spring is in details |
[23 Apr 2005|01:53pm] |
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I WANT TO SLEEP THROUGH MAY! nothing is positive. not even a pregnancy test.
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[12 Mar 2005|03:21pm] |
i cannot believe how drunk we got. everyone woke up with big smiles, group hugs and laughter at sight of hungover expressions. i love them all. i left my sublime cd there. sang every song with birdman while we toasted the last of the beers. we burnt up all the pallets. bonfires are beautiful when you have company to share the warmth.
i think my favorite thing in the world is waking up next to mike cruz.<3
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[02 Mar 2005|07:05am] |
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ive got new shoes! |
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workshop completely ripped apart my poetry yesterday and soon to be today aswell. i just wonder when concrete descriptions and big vocabulary (a.k.a diction) scared people so much that they would mistaken a poem written about a park [with the works swingsets, PARK, grass, sandbox, ect.] for a poem about death on the beach. WTF
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| timid lovers like passive partners |
[26 Feb 2005|12:51pm] |
i love when my acrylics get all over my hands. i need to take a shower, im so itchy.
i gave blood the other day and passed out. now i have bruises on my arm and i can't eat to save my life.
all i can do is sit and paint, sit and write, sit and kiss mike <3
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| criticize it! i need it! please |
[20 Feb 2005|06:41pm] |
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“I really want YOU, but the menthols are closer.”
green with envy
not because I’m wearing it
(my shirt, shoes, intimates)
it’s my jealousy of your age, of your accomplishments
and it’s my happiness which collides with,
bumps heads with my longing for you.
so i’ll paint you a picture (no green)
to disguise the distance between us.
Is California that far?
(x) amount of miles
i don’t wish to count them
for if I knew, I’d save up my pennies,
buy a train ticket and a pack of Turkish Gold
hope to make it there before you head home.
hand you these cigarettes, just to see you smile
and you would take them
make a change for me
only since the stain of menthols leaves your memory on my sheets.
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[19 Feb 2005|11:43am] |
i'll make my way to a sandbox, where i build myself castles to enclose my feelings for you.
i like my boyfriend so much. he makes me smile.
muah
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[15 Feb 2005|07:10am] |
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mike hid roses in my car last night. i thought i told him i did not want anything but he did. he stole my keys and wouldn't let me go home so i was there til 1. we fell asleep together watching the clerks and when he walked me to my car and opened the door there they were. i love white roses. i love how he kisses my hands.
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| i grew up on alcoholic evenings |
[14 Feb 2005|04:45pm] |
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Do you know what I love the most?
Even suburbs would be o.k.
With you beneath my sheets; breeze in my window
'Cause we will go there, ignore all our neighbors
I think I'll bring you breakfast, play Johnny Cash on the stereo
I'll sit in the lazy chair all day remembering the things you do
So when you come home
I'll jump up to kiss you
(whoa ohohhhh)
today we wrote 40 things we loved. i liked my list. we chose one (hard) and wrote a senses poem about it. i wrote about eskimo kisses. oh oh eskimo kisses. i'm excited about tonight.
and i loved my valentines meehan gave to me <3.
p.p.s Katie you're cookie were amazing.
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| sorry i told i just need you to know |
[12 Feb 2005|06:06pm] |
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our house is on the market and not even a day later people are coming to look at it. crazy. so my family dragged me around to look at house and we found one in north indialantic which is so killer. im excited.
and im even more excited b/c i might be getting a LEXUS for my new car. sweetaction to the max. so happy so happy. but i am obber nervous for valentines day (fingers crossed)
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| we are a brutal kind |
[10 Feb 2005|09:17pm] |
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so i say don't bit my neck it hurts. so they both bite my arm. they broke through alot of skin and its all bruised and i think i caught their rabies.
me and megan watched the boogeyman today. it was so retarted. but we still held hands and hid our eyes like little girls.
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| and if you want to lay down like roses at my feet, thats okay |
[09 Feb 2005|10:46pm] |
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i have come to believe that anyone with the name katie (espically katie wilson and katie welsh!) are sisters of my soul.
i had a sweetaction day today. i got chill text messages that made me obber happy and i went to work and scrubbed carpets with suds with ashley and mary, which is our favorite new past time. i also wore my cute new shoes that are covered in sequins and everybody loved how hidiously cute they are.
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[05 Feb 2005|10:15pm] |
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i found it. my perfect prom dress. BCBGMaxazaria chiffon and silk dress. its my favorite designer dress that i've bought so far. and it was only $340. i love it. i'm satisfied noe.
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| can't give up the ghost. |
[03 Feb 2005|08:32pm] |
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i pulled off the side of the road today to write a short story. no a memory. i've been writing way too much lately. my notebook is getting ful quickly.
i discussed with someone today about theories of the mona lisa. and i now believe that it was da vinci's self portrait of himself, which would make sense due to the rumors of him being gay. the bone structure in the painting is almost identical to that of da vinci's. that is so amazing. who knew that post renassiance artist loved drag?
danika is bringin' me gator(nectar)ade with some thing extra. gotta love the captain.
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| chemicals will hit you. chemicals will knock you down. |
[02 Feb 2005|11:10pm] |
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i melt to this mixtape. it reminds me of summer. oh my darling summer. its been so long since i've listen to these artist. this black disc. someone scribbled crawling can be beautiful.on it. true. i remember driving to Miami listening to this, on my way to a show or to crash somewhere or maybe just to drive. i closed my eyes to the mellow tune, the tangled lyrics. it reminds me of when i wore tight jeans, chucks, thrift store tees. my hair was wild, scene. i drank green tea and milwalkees, chomped on vegan food. i think i might have smoke marlboro reds then.
beautiful.
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