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Sunday, February 11, 2007

IF YOUR GOING TO ADVERTISE YOUR XANGA
BY LEAVING COMMENTS TO GO TO YOUR SITE
DO NOT EVEN BOTHER, i WILL BLOCK YOU
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Thursday, February 08, 2007

I saw a some good quotes laying around
so I'm making a new entry so I don't lose them :)

 

just in case they're wondering, they've got us pinned terribly.
they don't believe our love is real, cause they don't know how real love feels.

 

walk a little closer to me,
and feel my heart beat.
i'll show you who i really am,
and you'll be on the edge of your seat.

 

you said you'd love me till you dead
as far as i know, your still alive.

 

just admit it,
you only want me,
when you can't have her.

 

in an imaginary world even gorgeous guyes are nice
in reality, cute guys are asses, unattractive men are desperate, and nice guys finish last.

 

they're drunk on love as you can get.
getting high on lust and cigarettes,
living life with no regrets.
at least they're gonna try to fly.

 

immature love
is wanting the other person to be happy
only when they're with you.
mature love
is wanting the other person to be happy, period.


Wednesday, February 07, 2007

Sorry it took me these long to update.
I had midterms and now I'm really sick.

 

if only we can control who we fall for,
maybe we'd give our heart to the boys who
actually care or the ones who are
actually waiting for us.

 

it only hurts when your eyes are open.
lies get tossed and truth is spoken
it only hurts when that door gets open.
dreams are lost and hearts are broken.

 

we're never going to see the summer
the season's coming long and hard.
yeah, this town is going under.
this season's going to kill us all.

 

they say talk is cheap but we charge
by the tear drop.  i'm all out of cash
and my eyes are bloodshot.  i said
i love you so much... do you love me?

 

and outside on her doorstep sits a
small red doormat upon it in black
lettering read: "unless you can fix
a broken heart you're not welcome."

 

too often we don't realize what we have until it's gone
too often we wait to say "i'm sorry, i was wrong"
sometimes it seems we hurt the ones who are closest to out heart.
and allow foolish things to tear us apart.

 

you're as welcome as cancer
but my door's always unlocked.

 

what we see depends mainly
on what we look for.

 

i need a guy who completely understands when i screw up
i always screw up
i say the wrong things, and i do the wrong things
i'm a ruiner that ruins things
i need a guy who understands that i mess up a lot
but still has it in him to love me.




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