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| 03:48am 05/03/2005 | ||||
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| ~*<3*I've felt 2 angels today ~ I can still feel you*<3*~ |
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curious| no subject necessary | ||||
| 12:21pm 01/03/2005 | ||||
I've missed you for so long I can't believe you're gone and You still live in me I feel you in the wind You guide me constantly I never knew what it was to be alone....no 'Cause you were always there for me You were always home waiting But now I come home And I miss your face so Smiling down on me I close my eyes to see And I know You're a part of me And its your song That sets me free I sing it while I feel I can't hold on I sing tonight 'Cause it comforts me I carry the things that remind me of you In loving memory of the one that was so true You were as kind as you could be And even though you're gone You still mean the world to me I never knew what it was to be alone....no 'Cause you were always there for me You were always home waiting But now I come home And its not the same no It feels empty and alone I can't believe you're gone And I know You're a part of me And it's your song That sets me free I sing it while I feel I can't hold on I sing tonight 'Cause it comforts me I'm glad He set you free from sorrow But I'll still love you more tomorrow And you'll be here With me still All you did you did with feeling And you always found a meaning And you always will And you always will And you always will And I know You're a part of me And it's your song That sets me free I sing it while I feel I can't hold on I sing tonight 'Cause it comforts me |
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| ~*<3*I can still feel you*<3*~ |
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nostalgic| 03:11am 28/02/2005 | |||
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| ~*<3*I've felt 3 angels today ~ I can still feel you*<3*~ |
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| 12:52pm 24/02/2005 | ||||
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| ~*<3*I can still feel you*<3*~ |
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| 05:07am 07/02/2005 | ||||
I miss you, miss you so bad I don't forget you, oh it's so sad I hope you can hear me I remember it clearly The day you slipped away Was the day I found It won't be the same, oh Na na, na nana na na I didn't get around to kiss you, goodbye on the hand I wish that I could see you again, I know that I can't, I hope you can hear me I remember it clearly The day, you, slipped away Was the day I found it won't be the same, ooh I have had my wake up Won't you wake up. I keep asking why. I can't take it It wasn't fake. It happened you passed by. Now your gone now your gone There you go There you go Somewere I can't bring you back Now your're gone now your're gone There you go There you go Somewere your not coming back The day, you, slipped away Was the day I found it won't be the same, No, the day you slipped away Was the day I found it won't be the same, oh Na na, na nana na na I miss you |
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| ~*<3*I've felt 2 angels today ~ I can still feel you*<3*~ |
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| it's funny how beer grows on you | ||||
| 12:50am 05/02/2005 | ||||
On a side note, the roasted garlic alfredo at fazoli's is really fuckin tasty. mmmmm. yummy. :) Not a whole lot else to say. gangsta out. |
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chipper| ESFP | ||||
| 08:22pm 08/01/2005 | ||||
Demonstrating or performing is putting on a show to entertain others, and Performers, whether on the job, with friends, or in their families, are the natural performers among the types, people for whom it can truly be said "all the world's a stage." Playful and fun-loving, the Performer' primary social interest lies in stimulating those around them, arousing their senses and their pleasureful emotions-charming them, in a sense, to cast off their concerns and "lighten up." Representing about ten per cent of the general population, Performers radiate warmth and optimism, and are able to lift others' spirits with their contagious laughter and their irrepressible joy of living. It is well that Performers are plentiful, something over ten per cent of the population, because they bring joy to so many of us. They love the excitement of playing to an audience, and they try to generate a sense of "showtime" wherever they are. Performers are not comfortable being alone most of the time, and seek the company of others whenever possible -- which they usually find, for they make wonderful playmates. Lively, witty conversationalists, Performers always seem to know the latest jokes and stories, and are quick with wisecracks and wordplay -- nothing is so serious or sacred that it can't be made fun of. Performers also like to live in the fast lane of society, and seem up on latest fads of dress, food, drink, and entertainment, the chic new fashion, the "in" nightclub, the "hot" new musical group. Energetic and uninhibited, Performers create a mood of "eat, drink, and be merry" wherever they go, and life around them can have a continual party-like atmosphere. |
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| ~*<3*I've felt 1 angel today ~ I can still feel you*<3*~ |
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| we die young | ||||
| 02:14am 08/01/2005 | ||||
I'm on the verge of killing everyone. I'm not playing. am I supposed to just sit here and wait around for them and leave the door unlocked all the time? I'd really rather not. everything is getting so fucking complicated and I hate it and I want him out. |
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| 02:23am 29/11/2004 | ||||
I am so fucking emo it's not even funny. |
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crushed| blah and stuff | ||||
| 05:16am 07/11/2004 | ||||
I start work on Wednesday, so that should be fun. Something to do, makin the bling. I see no problems. It's not like I have anything better to do. |
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cranky| 03:48am 02/11/2004 | ||||
 You Have Sex Like a Libertarian!Rules? What rules? You chuck rules out the window! Who said you can only have a penis or a vagina anyway? You prefer your sex to be wild, unconventional, and nasty And if you break a few laws, you'll just hide out in your compound. You swear you thought that the age of consent was 14! What Political Party Do You Do It Like? More Great Quizzes from Quiz Diva |
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| ~*<3*I've felt 1 angel today ~ I can still feel you*<3*~ |
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| brandon - | ||||
| 12:32am 01/11/2004 | ||||
I'll keep my mouth kept shut under lock and key that's rusted firm, no lie 'cause all these conversations wind on and on... drinking champagne from a paper cup is never quite the same and every sip's moving through my eyes and up into my brain at half past two; about time to leave 'cause the dj's playing rhythm and blues a sad-sorry state, stutter step to those slammin' grooves as I'm waiting around for you... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It could all be so simple but you'd rather make it hard loving you is like a battle and we both end up with scars tell me, who i have to be to get some reciprocity no one loves you more than me and no one ever will is this just a silly game that forces you to act this way forces you to scream my name then pretend that you can't stay tell me, who i have to be to get some reciprocity See no one loves you more than me and no one ever will. No matter how i think we grow you always seem to let me know it ain't workin' it ain't workin' (No, it ain't workin) and when i try to walk away you hurt yourself to make me stay this is crazy (this is crazy) oh this is crazy (this is crazy) i keep letting you back in how can i explain myself as painful as this thing has been i just can't be with no one else see i know what we've got to do you let go and i'll let go too cause no one's hurt me more than you and no one ever will No matter how I think we grow you always seem to let me know it ain't workin' (it ain't workin) it ain't workin' And when i try to walk away you hurt yourself to make me stay This is crazy (This is crazy) Oh this is crazy (this is crazy) care for me, care for me (care) i know you care for me there for me there for me (there) said you'd be there for me cry for me cry for me (cry) you said you'd die for me give to me give to me (give) why won't you live for me. Where were you, when I needed you? |
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| I was tied | ||||
| 08:23pm 31/10/2004 | ||||
 Maynard James Keenan Like Maynard, you often question the meaning of this life and your purpose. You also defy God as a test to yourself to truely find out if he is real. You are always seeking a higher attunement of aknowledgement. No matter how your message is sent, it gets through. Take the quiz: "Which Singer Are You?"  Amy Lee Like Amy, you often find yourself overwhelmed with day to day life and the outcomes of your decisions. As well as making a special place for yourself outside of reality to ease your suffereing. You are sweet and subtle with your messages and they are often misconcepted, but none the less, heard. I think it's an appropriate quiz |
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| there's always something in the way, it's not me, it's you | ||||||
| 05:11pm 29/10/2004 | ||||||
Could have been worse though, I guess. A couple nights ago, however, Maggie brought Matt T over and I've never been so excited to see someone in my life. That boy... I love. He was my boy all through elementary and middle school, then high school we kind of parted ways. Not intentionally, I just went to Lafayette. I've missed him terribly, think about him constantly. I'm glad to see he's doing better, though. He's had some rough spots in his day, but it makes me extatic to see him doing better. He's living in Paris now and works at the Rite-Aid. He's sponsored by DVS shoes or some shit for skating. He's awesome. He chills with Matt Braun apparently, which doesn't suprise me, really. Just further proves my point that you can't escape your past. Eh, at least I know this. Part of me wonders how much I really want to escape it though. I guess it's just hard to move on when everyone seems to be pulling you back. I guess that's how it's supposed to be. Unfortunately, as happy as I am to be friends with him again, it takes me to a part of my life over which I try to scribble and pretend never happened. It brings back everything I've tried to leave behind me. Middle school was both the best time of my life and the worst. Only the worst because a lot of emotional damage was caused which has never really healed. I think everyone has emotional baggage from middle school, though. Damn, I threw some swanky parties then. I mean serious badass parties for middle school.
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| I'm really quite tired of the drama | ||||
| 06:49pm 18/10/2004 | ||||
Yeah Adam you ARE a whore, but not because you got a hickey from some random bitch in Richmond, but because you're acting like fucking John. You want her, fuck her, then leave her. So did ol girl just get you SO HOT in the pants that you couldn't resist fucking with her? I mean seriously. What the fuck has Heather done to you? By the way, did you tell HEATHER that you fucked her? I'm sure she'd be happy to know about it. man, fuck all of you. seriously. I'm sorry that I wasted 6 fucking weeks of my life worrying about you and making sure that you were gonna be okay. I'm starting to think that everyone would be better off if we had just let you fucking jump. |
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| 02:48am 12/10/2004 | |||
 I'm completely down-to-earth! Find your soul type at kelly.moranweb.com. |
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| 04:24am 03/10/2004 | ||||
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| bleugh. | ||||
| 04:18am 03/10/2004 | ||||
the sensitivity is uncanny. by the way, Kimberly Woods. that's all. |
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| I was better off. | ||||
| 01:49am 02/10/2004 | ||||
at this point, I hope you fucking shoot yourself in the head and save everyone the trouble of having to deal with your bullshit for the rest of their lives. I, for one, know that I won't be around for you anymore. Fuck you. You are even more self absorbed than I thought Lauren was. But you want me to leave it alone, so fine. I'm out. Don't ever fucking call me again. I was so much better off before I even started talking to you again. So let me apologize for giving a fuck about your wellbeing. Whatever. You got what you wanted, so fuck off. |
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