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My Love Song Falls Deaf on Your Ears
Walked out on that stage
Sang a song for a man who is incapable of remembering my
middle name
Someone whom my subtleties are wasted on
They never quite catch his eye, or stick in his mind
As per usual
And when he finally stumbles back to remembering me
And he calls my number
From where I have been waiting for weeks in this queue
Just playing a fool
As per usual
One in a series, utterly forgettable
Use for only a half hour
And then a departure without a kiss goodbye
Desires not too look me in the eye
As per usual
Tried to believe you could reciprocate an inkling of the
affection I carried for you
But you took one more sip,
Threw the bottle,
And laughed me away
As per usual
You failed at mirroring even a drop
In comparison to my ocean of warmth
Bathing you in praise,
To shield away your own criticism
You barely nodded with blank eyes
As per usual
.....................
I am, at heart, a dolt
Sang a song for a man who is incapable of remembering my
middle name
Someone whom my subtleties are wasted on
They never quite catch his eye, or stick in his mind
As per usual
And when he finally stumbles back to remembering me
And he calls my number
From where I have been waiting for weeks in this queue
Just playing a fool
As per usual
One in a series, utterly forgettable
Use for only a half hour
And then a departure without a kiss goodbye
Desires not too look me in the eye
As per usual
Tried to believe you could reciprocate an inkling of the
affection I carried for you
But you took one more sip,
Threw the bottle,
And laughed me away
As per usual
You failed at mirroring even a drop
In comparison to my ocean of warmth
Bathing you in praise,
To shield away your own criticism
You barely nodded with blank eyes
As per usual
.....................
I am, at heart, a dolt
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Thoughts germinating from a candle-lit bath...alone
I lay there in the almost-dark contemplating all the moments that got me to where I am in this position.
And, I realized that love always gets in the way.
Whether it be crowding the room with its lack of existence, or its overwhelming capability to trap someone into a smaller life; an entrapment designed to chain someone to live for another, and forget about their own desires.
I think back to months upon months of letting signs of my mistakes fall to the wayside, due to my tunnel vision. I gave more than what I had in an effort to prove myself to someone who wasn
And, I realized that love always gets in the way.
Whether it be crowding the room with its lack of existence, or its overwhelming capability to trap someone into a smaller life; an entrapment designed to chain someone to live for another, and forget about their own desires.
I think back to months upon months of letting signs of my mistakes fall to the wayside, due to my tunnel vision. I gave more than what I had in an effort to prove myself to someone who wasn
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when are you coming along?
I met your eyes
and you enfolded my heart in tacks
who's got my damn clovers?
Still waiting on the thrill to come along
someone to belong to me,
someone who creates a song in me
I have not been enchanted
Not seen that smile that makes my heart skip a beat
or fervently wish that it was pressed against my own
I'm waiting for that sigh, when I can say
"at last"
and you enfolded my heart in tacks
who's got my damn clovers?
Still waiting on the thrill to come along
someone to belong to me,
someone who creates a song in me
I have not been enchanted
Not seen that smile that makes my heart skip a beat
or fervently wish that it was pressed against my own
I'm waiting for that sigh, when I can say
"at last"
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Stopping Time
I wish you would stop living by deadlines
and measuring your life in units of time
...you never know what you will miss out on by pushing things away
pushing me away
Cease your tracking of days, and ends
or you may never mend your heart
We live, we grow, we move
we change our body, perspective, and location
Stop imagining the farewell,
Last kisses, and a wave as you drive away
Focus on this moment, or you may miss out on all I have to offer
Gifts the world wants to give you will slip through your fingers,
Offerings that can change the way your thoughts flow
You will lose inspiration
and an immeasurable amount of potential
for all beautiful things
So turn off the stopwatch
Erase your preconceptions, and everything you've planned
The power to stop time is in your hands
and measuring your life in units of time
...you never know what you will miss out on by pushing things away
pushing me away
Cease your tracking of days, and ends
or you may never mend your heart
We live, we grow, we move
we change our body, perspective, and location
Stop imagining the farewell,
Last kisses, and a wave as you drive away
Focus on this moment, or you may miss out on all I have to offer
Gifts the world wants to give you will slip through your fingers,
Offerings that can change the way your thoughts flow
You will lose inspiration
and an immeasurable amount of potential
for all beautiful things
So turn off the stopwatch
Erase your preconceptions, and everything you've planned
The power to stop time is in your hands
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if...
If you have to wake up,
You might as well wake up in bed with me
If you have to feed your face,
You might as well have dinner with me
I will walk home with you
I will dance and sing for you
I will make you smile
If you have to grow up,
You might as well let me show you things you didn
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Late night panic attack
Tick. Tick. Tick.
The clock on the kitchen wall felt menacing in the middle of the night.
Tick. Tick. Tick.
It taunted me with its even tones
Like the perfect beats
Of a metronome.
Tick. Tick. Tick.
Its structured notes felt like a lecture
Pointing out the misdirection of my life
Expressing a structure that I completely lacked
Tick. Tick. Tick.
Making me realize how out of sync with reality I was
It never stopped its perfect cry
Its song pressing against my lungs
Started my race with time
Ticks turned into the pounding of a drum
Thump. Thump. Thump.
My loud heart quickened its pace
Seconds stretched to minutes
And the panic was expressed with every inch of my flesh
Thump. Thump. Thump.
I was drowning in the noise of my longing
Living in a rhythm that could never match yours
I felt destined to a life of
Late night attacks of fight or flight
And the pulsing of my lonely heart
Thump. Thump. Thump.
The clock on the kitchen wall felt menacing in the middle of the night.
Tick. Tick. Tick.
It taunted me with its even tones
Like the perfect beats
Of a metronome.
Tick. Tick. Tick.
Its structured notes felt like a lecture
Pointing out the misdirection of my life
Expressing a structure that I completely lacked
Tick. Tick. Tick.
Making me realize how out of sync with reality I was
It never stopped its perfect cry
Its song pressing against my lungs
Started my race with time
Ticks turned into the pounding of a drum
Thump. Thump. Thump.
My loud heart quickened its pace
Seconds stretched to minutes
And the panic was expressed with every inch of my flesh
Thump. Thump. Thump.
I was drowning in the noise of my longing
Living in a rhythm that could never match yours
I felt destined to a life of
Late night attacks of fight or flight
And the pulsing of my lonely heart
Thump. Thump. Thump.
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Lusting After Love
Leaning forward
I watched his eyes
Hardly able to answer his question
My thoughts cleared as he put his hand upon my back
And pulled me into a kiss
In the middle of my sentence
The world slowed down
As if my view had been overcranked
To 48 frames per second
His eyes felt bright
And I could feel the heat emanating from his finger tips
Trailing pieces of my skin
Making me feel wanted
And swathing me into security
Tugging the clip from my hair
He pulled his fingers through
Letting me escape my thoughts
Crushing my insecurities for just a moment
As he also pulled away my boundaries
He was in power
The path he left down my throat with his tongue
Created a yearning
That pushed forward our speed
My mouth moved up and to his ear
I lapped up his face of elation
Generating happiness in my own heart
And ever since
I watched his eyes
Hardly able to answer his question
My thoughts cleared as he put his hand upon my back
And pulled me into a kiss
In the middle of my sentence
The world slowed down
As if my view had been overcranked
To 48 frames per second
His eyes felt bright
And I could feel the heat emanating from his finger tips
Trailing pieces of my skin
Making me feel wanted
And swathing me into security
Tugging the clip from my hair
He pulled his fingers through
Letting me escape my thoughts
Crushing my insecurities for just a moment
As he also pulled away my boundaries
He was in power
The path he left down my throat with his tongue
Created a yearning
That pushed forward our speed
My mouth moved up and to his ear
I lapped up his face of elation
Generating happiness in my own heart
And ever since
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melancholy melody
Listen to the sound of my heart breaking
A melancholy melody resonating from the depths of my core
For a dream that will never be realized
An undying hope that remains false
Drowning me in every single second
Frozen in the last seconds before the elimination of all air
Gasping, reaching out, unable to raise a flag high enough for you to see
My heart has made the decision
That my body and mind must follow.
Unable to escape this conveyor belt,
Damaged goods on clearance,
So clearly beneath you.
Do not fit your style, requirements, or
Am even considered a possible candidate-
Running for the position of your companion,
Friend, lover, secret-holder, protector, guardian:
I would put on any hat you need.
I can promise you security,
I could never harm you the way they did;
Could never walk away,
Or even give your paint the slightest scratch.
In my arms, I
A melancholy melody resonating from the depths of my core
For a dream that will never be realized
An undying hope that remains false
Drowning me in every single second
Frozen in the last seconds before the elimination of all air
Gasping, reaching out, unable to raise a flag high enough for you to see
My heart has made the decision
That my body and mind must follow.
Unable to escape this conveyor belt,
Damaged goods on clearance,
So clearly beneath you.
Do not fit your style, requirements, or
Am even considered a possible candidate-
Running for the position of your companion,
Friend, lover, secret-holder, protector, guardian:
I would put on any hat you need.
I can promise you security,
I could never harm you the way they did;
Could never walk away,
Or even give your paint the slightest scratch.
In my arms, I
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I've got it bad
That somber and paralyzing feeling
Has taken over my body
When my heart sank
As I realized there was no way to edge out the competition
Adorn every inch of my body with
Flashing neon lights and sirens
But somehow you only pick up on my subtlety
And I remain nearly invisible
Want to change directions
Modify the view in my windshield
And leave you a tiny figure in my rear view mirror
Instead,
I am on the predator end of a high speed chase
But you do not realize that I
Has taken over my body
When my heart sank
As I realized there was no way to edge out the competition
Adorn every inch of my body with
Flashing neon lights and sirens
But somehow you only pick up on my subtlety
And I remain nearly invisible
Want to change directions
Modify the view in my windshield
And leave you a tiny figure in my rear view mirror
Instead,
I am on the predator end of a high speed chase
But you do not realize that I
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Unwilling and undisciplined
The blinking cursor taunts me, pressing me to feed it my words.
Mocking me because I have nothing to say,
It tires of my drivel
And pathetic excuses for a fresh perspective.
I cannot give what my heart also desires to hear-
The secrets I will not face
The facets of me that lay hidden
Due to fear that I will find something that I do not wish to confront;
All the things I have been reluctant to tackle,
The missing steps in my path
That make for a weak avenue to the future.
I struggle with forward motion
But have no problem with dashing off
And throwing myself into situations
That let me hide from predicaments of my past.
The digital page that feels so bare,
Makes me feel empty too.
This window that I long to pour myself out to,
To admit my every secret,
Will have to handle the mystery for now
Until I can unleash my closeted anxieties.
Mocking me because I have nothing to say,
It tires of my drivel
And pathetic excuses for a fresh perspective.
I cannot give what my heart also desires to hear-
The secrets I will not face
The facets of me that lay hidden
Due to fear that I will find something that I do not wish to confront;
All the things I have been reluctant to tackle,
The missing steps in my path
That make for a weak avenue to the future.
I struggle with forward motion
But have no problem with dashing off
And throwing myself into situations
That let me hide from predicaments of my past.
The digital page that feels so bare,
Makes me feel empty too.
This window that I long to pour myself out to,
To admit my every secret,
Will have to handle the mystery for now
Until I can unleash my closeted anxieties.
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Clandestine Smirk
I want to be your waste of time,
The explanation for your secret smile
As you shut off the light before slumber.
I desire to be the cause of your laughter,
Bubbling from your throat
Over a hot cup of coffee
On a chilly, gray afternoon.
I do not ask to seep into your pores,
Be carried in your bloodstream
And delivered straight to your heart
The explanation for your secret smile
As you shut off the light before slumber.
I desire to be the cause of your laughter,
Bubbling from your throat
Over a hot cup of coffee
On a chilly, gray afternoon.
I do not ask to seep into your pores,
Be carried in your bloodstream
And delivered straight to your heart
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Anxiety
I'm sick of people needing to slow things down,
needing to process every small detail.
Life has become a series of shades of gray
Why is black and white such a thing of the past?
It will all eventually move left or right,
so pick a path, without looking behind you.
In or out?
Jumping in or scurrying away?
...because you can't have both sides
Ambiguity must find clarity
because it's either this patch of grass or the next one-
there's no crossing fences.
Stop picking up your boundaries
and changing them with your whim.
Baby, you can't always win.
Can't test the waters on both sides of the island...
what I mean to say is...
grab my hand, let's adventure
or choose to walk away forever
needing to process every small detail.
Life has become a series of shades of gray
Why is black and white such a thing of the past?
It will all eventually move left or right,
so pick a path, without looking behind you.
In or out?
Jumping in or scurrying away?
...because you can't have both sides
Ambiguity must find clarity
because it's either this patch of grass or the next one-
there's no crossing fences.
Stop picking up your boundaries
and changing them with your whim.
Baby, you can't always win.
Can't test the waters on both sides of the island...
what I mean to say is...
grab my hand, let's adventure
or choose to walk away forever
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I'm Stupid
Misplaced my patience,
Not so uncommon in our generation
In a life of instant gratification
I had to hear your words instantly
I asked for an elimination of subtleties
For I tired of the maze you dropped me in
No filters, no hesitation, I wanted it straight-forward
Not so uncommon in our generation
In a life of instant gratification
I had to hear your words instantly
I asked for an elimination of subtleties
For I tired of the maze you dropped me in
No filters, no hesitation, I wanted it straight-forward
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A song for her
I watch you close your eyes
Crinkled in a slight agony
That the swaying audience does not notice
Before, you looked and smiled at me
Now I feel the difference in your music
The song about her
Crinkled in a slight agony
That the swaying audience does not notice
Before, you looked and smiled at me
Now I feel the difference in your music
The song about her
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Tight Rope
I am precariously walking a tight rope
Close to falling on either side
To my left, romance and hope
To the right, boundaries abound
My heart seemingly missing
Behind a maze of walls, barbed wire, and alarms
That sound with far too much frequency
But somehow
I see a smile
That dissipates the barriers surrounding my core
I only wish that I could do the same for you
Yet I am only another face in the crowd
In your view of the world.
Not ranked on any kind of list.
I am lost in the histrionics
Of something that probably does not exist
Why must I invest time in
Close to falling on either side
To my left, romance and hope
To the right, boundaries abound
My heart seemingly missing
Behind a maze of walls, barbed wire, and alarms
That sound with far too much frequency
But somehow
I see a smile
That dissipates the barriers surrounding my core
I only wish that I could do the same for you
Yet I am only another face in the crowd
In your view of the world.
Not ranked on any kind of list.
I am lost in the histrionics
Of something that probably does not exist
Why must I invest time in
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the twenty-sixth letter
When it comes to breaking my heart
Your aim was true, and your attack subtle
But you most certainly made your mark, barely lifting a finger
You stared past me
In my mind, your face lingers, but you still don't see me
For dozens of weeks, I tried to understand
When did your perception of me change?
You transformed your polarization
And no matter how hard I tried
I could not set you back as the North to my South
Thought I was guided by my Polaris
But these weak human eyes
Were touched by a filter
Whose existence I had no knowledge of
Though I thought I was still seeing your light
In reality, you died out on me eons ago
All my effort goes into ceasing bitterness,
My journey into deep cynicism
I will not let you ruin me
But soon this fog of melancholy will lift
And with clarity I will begin to see
No longer will I be hoping realization becomes you
Instead I'll be a few steps farther
An ounce or two wiser
And not aching over what was the truth
Your aim was true, and your attack subtle
But you most certainly made your mark, barely lifting a finger
You stared past me
In my mind, your face lingers, but you still don't see me
For dozens of weeks, I tried to understand
When did your perception of me change?
You transformed your polarization
And no matter how hard I tried
I could not set you back as the North to my South
Thought I was guided by my Polaris
But these weak human eyes
Were touched by a filter
Whose existence I had no knowledge of
Though I thought I was still seeing your light
In reality, you died out on me eons ago
All my effort goes into ceasing bitterness,
My journey into deep cynicism
I will not let you ruin me
But soon this fog of melancholy will lift
And with clarity I will begin to see
No longer will I be hoping realization becomes you
Instead I'll be a few steps farther
An ounce or two wiser
And not aching over what was the truth
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I'm falling more in love with every single word
And I oh-so-suddenly feel lonely
it seems my timing is never quite right
Trying to stay optimistic
but sometimes I tire of this fight
I know life isn't easy, but when will this pass?
All I want is another set of footprints
making their mark next to mine
Please won't you share with me
a smile, laugh, some moment to remember?
Just give me a couple days where I can believe I'll be fine
I'm not asking for love
but maybe whispers of romance
I promise to make it worth your while
Please give me a second glance
Give me a couple butterflies
I just want a little passion,
to feel you pressing up against me
Stop all your contemplating
Open your eyes to this possibility
it seems my timing is never quite right
Trying to stay optimistic
but sometimes I tire of this fight
I know life isn't easy, but when will this pass?
All I want is another set of footprints
making their mark next to mine
Please won't you share with me
a smile, laugh, some moment to remember?
Just give me a couple days where I can believe I'll be fine
I'm not asking for love
but maybe whispers of romance
I promise to make it worth your while
Please give me a second glance
Give me a couple butterflies
I just want a little passion,
to feel you pressing up against me
Stop all your contemplating
Open your eyes to this possibility
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Here's Your Last Chance
I know you matter
by all the ways you drive me crazy
Yet I can't help coming back for more
but can't you choose me on your own just once?
I know you're sitting idle
so why isn't my phone ringing?
Just keep me in your head for five minutes
Please don't do this to me again
Winding me in
and then throwing me out
I'm just so dizzy
and all I want is to feel settled
but you keep me running, running around
You keep rolling the dice
Am I your lucky number?
I just want you to understand
that my heart is not a game piece
I'm ready to jump in
but where's your hand to hold?
All I can tell you
is look forward to regrets
Next time you'll see me with him
when I walk by
and you'll catch a whiff of my perfume
but realize you lost your chance to taste me tonight...
by all the ways you drive me crazy
Yet I can't help coming back for more
but can't you choose me on your own just once?
I know you're sitting idle
so why isn't my phone ringing?
Just keep me in your head for five minutes
Please don't do this to me again
Winding me in
and then throwing me out
I'm just so dizzy
and all I want is to feel settled
but you keep me running, running around
You keep rolling the dice
Am I your lucky number?
I just want you to understand
that my heart is not a game piece
I'm ready to jump in
but where's your hand to hold?
All I can tell you
is look forward to regrets
Next time you'll see me with him
when I walk by
and you'll catch a whiff of my perfume
but realize you lost your chance to taste me tonight...
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my knight in shining whatever?
I used to believe in the myth of loving without trying
but this fairy tale is ever so wrong
When I question if I am in love
I still believe that the answer should come without hesitation
but love takes work. LOTS of hard work.
Because passion does not continue to thrive
Sometimes it is abundant
and other times it may seem lost forever
No one can live up to these expectations of perfection
Our ideal does not exist in reality
Someday you will come to realize that companionship is our ultimate goal
Wrinkles come, lust fades away
Please, I beg you not to run
Come to terms with pepetual problems
Learn to love deeper in attachment
Find true intimacy when I reveal all my truths from beneath my mask
Don't expect me to fufill every need
Yet I hope I complete you
Loss of romance is inevitable
because love doesn't happen to us
There are brief moments that keep us together
in which we choose to turn towards each other
instead of turning away.
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Yeah. that was during class......I'm never taking a 2 hour 45 min class again. it's pretty much inspired by class too, ha ha.
so getting ready for the spring carnival for my residence hall is kind of a big deal. aiya, I'm putting so much on my credit card. plus, btw the way, my car repair will cost $550. that's pretty much a month and a half of pay. yah, I make minimum wage. it's sucked so bad not having my car for the last week+ ugh. I'm poor. eww. I have a midterm tom. totally unprepared. blah. life is just pwoq9erusdlcfapo9er sometimes. overall, it's good though, I guess. not too much stress. not too much to report on, cept maybe in my other folder you'll see something soon. I completely slept through my first class (screw daylight savings!) and I was actually planning on going, and me and my three friends ALL didn't go. so no one was there to sign us in...plus there was a group activity. omg. ughhhhh.
now on to my meeting and work. mondays kinda suck.
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btw, don't you love it when day-after hair works for you, slightly?
but this fairy tale is ever so wrong
When I question if I am in love
I still believe that the answer should come without hesitation
but love takes work. LOTS of hard work.
Because passion does not continue to thrive
Sometimes it is abundant
and other times it may seem lost forever
No one can live up to these expectations of perfection
Our ideal does not exist in reality
Someday you will come to realize that companionship is our ultimate goal
Wrinkles come, lust fades away
Please, I beg you not to run
Come to terms with pepetual problems
Learn to love deeper in attachment
Find true intimacy when I reveal all my truths from beneath my mask
Don't expect me to fufill every need
Yet I hope I complete you
Loss of romance is inevitable
because love doesn't happen to us
There are brief moments that keep us together
in which we choose to turn towards each other
instead of turning away.
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Yeah. that was during class......I'm never taking a 2 hour 45 min class again. it's pretty much inspired by class too, ha ha.
so getting ready for the spring carnival for my residence hall is kind of a big deal. aiya, I'm putting so much on my credit card. plus, btw the way, my car repair will cost $550. that's pretty much a month and a half of pay. yah, I make minimum wage. it's sucked so bad not having my car for the last week+ ugh. I'm poor. eww. I have a midterm tom. totally unprepared. blah. life is just pwoq9erusdlcfapo9er sometimes. overall, it's good though, I guess. not too much stress. not too much to report on, cept maybe in my other folder you'll see something soon. I completely slept through my first class (screw daylight savings!) and I was actually planning on going, and me and my three friends ALL didn't go. so no one was there to sign us in...plus there was a group activity. omg. ughhhhh.
now on to my meeting and work. mondays kinda suck.
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btw, don't you love it when day-after hair works for you, slightly?
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what’s to offer
sometimes you hate the words "would be".
what i mean is will it ever come.
what if trying to get to what could be hurt someone.
why are so many things left unsaid.
but every thought of mine seems to be read
people think i don’t tell them anything, but to me it seems like they know everything
all these people get in the but you know in your heart that you’ll need em real bad some day down the road
why do some people not care about things at all
but i just feel like crying all the time, about people that you seem to ignore
i try so hard for some things, but sometimes i realize that i just don’t want but then late i feel like i should
and it all comes back again
it’s hard not being able to stop some people but later it all seems worth the while that they are there
why is always a different situation but it seems like it’s the same thing happening over again
they say you need hard times which make the good ones all the better but it seems like i’m never satisfied, i’m just so stupid-why can’t i just leave things the way they are and love them
people always think i’m afraid and i guess i am. of what "would be" and because some people throw in my fave what i try to run away from, the truth and everything ask.
it comes off that other people don’t value what i have to offer, but really i have nothing to give anyway
what i mean is will it ever come.
what if trying to get to what could be hurt someone.
why are so many things left unsaid.
but every thought of mine seems to be read
people think i don’t tell them anything, but to me it seems like they know everything
all these people get in the but you know in your heart that you’ll need em real bad some day down the road
why do some people not care about things at all
but i just feel like crying all the time, about people that you seem to ignore
i try so hard for some things, but sometimes i realize that i just don’t want but then late i feel like i should
and it all comes back again
it’s hard not being able to stop some people but later it all seems worth the while that they are there
why is always a different situation but it seems like it’s the same thing happening over again
they say you need hard times which make the good ones all the better but it seems like i’m never satisfied, i’m just so stupid-why can’t i just leave things the way they are and love them
people always think i’m afraid and i guess i am. of what "would be" and because some people throw in my fave what i try to run away from, the truth and everything ask.
it comes off that other people don’t value what i have to offer, but really i have nothing to give anyway
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Sun.03.14.10 10:35am
Re: Needing Positive Thoughts
I noticed that too, but I have been giving mine out still. Just gave u some ;D
Thu.03.11.10 2:46pm
Re: having a tough day?
I've had little dreams like this before, but never so loud. It was scaring me! Haha The most I've had were things that people gave me, like a necklace, or a pin, and when I woke up I would be looking for it. I've had a couple ones where I'll be writing something down, and while doing so I kept saying "you must remember this, its very important!" And when I woke up I searched all over my room! Oh... dreams are crazy.
Tue.03.09.10 5:44pm
Re: public
Facebook always tells me to reconnect with my dad. If only they knew...
Sun.03.07.10 10:36pm
Re: shut up, facebook
Oh my god it always does that to me with friends that have died.
Everytime it happens I get a little creeped out like, is it a sign from some facebook higher power? Or is facebook telling me that Im gonna die soon.
Either way I dont like it much.
Sat.03.06.10 4:43pm
Re: public
hello. check it out.
heres an app about god. he can talk. not just in an inexorable fashion.
get used to his accent and hes a damn fresh motha fuka
[[ http://teamuluv.com/cgi-bin/well/talkin.cgi ]]
if you dont believe, that its real just read the responses.
after a while they'll be more and more accurate
k later day saints
Sat.03.06.10 12:00pm
Re: shut up, facebook
LOL. i share your pain.
my mother is thinking of making a facebook. so i can only imagine how often facebook will be prompting me to suggest friends and the link. D:
geez.
Thu.03.04.10 4:41pm
Re: shut up, facebook
I stick to email, I gave up on FB quite sometime back. I know there are many things to catch up on, I just speak to people more than I did before and catch up on email more than I used to.
Wed.03.03.10 7:47pm
Re: shut up, facebook
Yeah, Facebook keeps telling me to reconnect with my father, too. My father passed away this past Halloween. Fucking Facebook.
Wed.03.03.10 6:00pm
Re: shut up, facebook
Lol, what I love is the friend suggestions they give you when you're friends with another family. 8 mutual friends? Yeah, the Jones family. Just cause I know the Joneses doesn't mean I know this guy.....
Wed.02.17.10 5:47pm
Re: Things I have learned
thanks! I just want people to learn from my traumatic experiences
Wed.02.17.10 5:46pm
Re: #8- Concerning tacos
I barely own anything white except tank tops for that exact reason...definitely have learned my lesson
Tue.02.16.10 4:53pm
Re: #8- Concerning tacos
I never wear white and eat Mexican or Italian
Ruined too many shirts with that good greasy food
Tue.02.16.10 3:32pm
Re: #8- Concerning tacos
I can't wear white or cream because I always get it dirty! Never fails.
Tue.02.16.10 3:28pm
Re: #8- Concerning tacos
mom said the same to us boys when we had anything to do with tomatoes.
i understand the pain..
Tue.02.16.10 3:26pm
Re: #8- Concerning tacos
noooo thats such a bummer D:
hope you can get the stains out.
Mon.02.08.10 10:47pm
Re: public
Well, he's twenty-seven.. and I'm twenty. He's a really nice, charming guy, but I'm in college working on things so I can transfer to another campus, and he's doing... something in school, but for the most part he's done. I feel like he couldn't hang out with a lot of my friends, or we wouldn't have a lot to talk about. Its... odd. Oh well.
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Wed.02.03.10 8:17pm
Re: public
Sweden is so gorgeous! It's definitely on my list of places I want to go in my lifetime!
Wed.02.03.10 2:37pm
Re: public
It was seven years ago, I hardly remember much, except that I was an angsty teen...thinking I understood things that my parents and peers didnt. ha ha. it evolved to so much more though.
Tue.02.02.10 10:40pm
Re: public
I like your list. I started a list like that but i never finish them ^^'
I really like your user pic! you look a little like Mila Kunis in it! <3
Tue.01.05.10 9:52pm
Re: public
:D do you remember the first day you signed up for melo? like what were you thinking and what was going on around you?
thanks for the love :) here's some back atcha.