![]() i just found a friend . . . in one of your lies, to treat me so nice. |
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there is this guy who comes through the drive-though.2004-04-23 : 10:15 p.m. so much time. / so little to do. strike that, reverse it . . . he has the most amazing eyes i have ever seen. vibrant blue ones that somehow hold his strands of dark hair back like curtains so that they never interfere with the pulsing that is his gaze. his eyes make contact with yours and you freeze. you seriously freeze, your footsteps stop falling and your breathing halts. i often wonder if maybe even the blood flowing through your veins temporarily skids to a stop and just floats. when you lock eyes with this kid he owns you. he can move just one minor muscle in his face and it would break your heart. |
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>> 4:05 : blatant female conspiracy. current archive profile guestbook notes rings poetic tragedy. bitch and moan. cast. random photos. lucky designs host |
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>> this isnt' high school. Wearing: jeans, green and white saddle shoes with pink and white checkered laces, an orange tank top and a vintage orange/red/yellow/brown/green apron that was my mom's back in the day. Talking to: no one. it's all you, suga'. Feeling: jim dandy. Listening to: jet's "get born". |
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>> hurry up and wait. eeeebaaaay.. - 2005-03-04 it's for the love of the song. - 2005-02-15 play the piano drunk like a percussion instrument.. - 2004-11-10 ..til the fingers begin to bleed a bit. - 2004-11-10 maybe we'll get lucky and we'll both live again. - 2004-11-06 |
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>> there's always someone who's gotta spoil it for the rest of the gang. cheeseballs drayke himfan xgeekxcorex milkweasel deadforweeks yummgotrice theclashboy american-emo mylitlepony buriedaliive tumyeto after-you velvethrsday boo-on-spam poopyface schlimazlnik or bored? skateboarding is a lifestyle. not a fad. homestarrunner.net, it's .com. someone is giving me the evil eye.
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>> the past can kick your ass. "punks lament lost love, vocal chords." this summer rocked my socks off. and at the same time . . . it was so sad . . . |
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>> sink to the beat. * i used to be sad, now i'm just bored with you. * (- lyrics by ryan adams.) |