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May 30th, 2006
3:18pm] |
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Silence. |
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You're giving up on me.
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[Tuesday
May 30th, 2006
3:14pm] |
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Iggy Pop. |
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Guess what?
You suck.
I suck.
We all suck.
Funny world isn't, it?
Just a funny, suckish world.
With funny, suckish people.
This bites.
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CMNT
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[Saturday
March 18th, 2006
1:29pm] |
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"Like A Movie" -Midtown |
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SO.
Id pretty much appreciate if you would just ignore my other 2 posts.
My ONLY 2 posts.
Because I just read them over.
And they make no sense.
Not like I was expecting them to anyway.
Plus.
Theyre dumb.
Which means Im dumb.
Not like I didnt know that already.
And theyre pretty sappy.
So I guess Im sappy.
But hey.
Im just a girl.
So whatd you (I) expect anyway?
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[Monday
January 23rd, 2006
8:36pm] |
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Perfect Situation |
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Whats the deal with my brain? Why am I so obviously insane? In a perfect situation I let love down the drain.
UGH. I HATE JEALOUSY! I HATE HOW NO MATTER HOW HARD I TRY TO COMPOSE IT, IM THAT MUCH CLOSER TO BREAKING OUT!
What I hate even more is how I cant hate Kate. And its not like I even have a reason to hate her. Or Alex. Even though for some odd reason its always Alex I end up giving the cold shoulder to. Today was horrible. Well okay, nevermind. I lied. It wasnt horrible. It was just...depressing. I was so...ugh...erm...fine...I was so jealous. Of Kate. I realize shes never really had the whole boyfriend experience or anything close to the sort but out of anyone else she could have liked, why did it have to be Alex?! And I feel so pathetic for even feeling jealous at all.
I HATE BOYS. Maybe I should consider becoming a lesbian. Nah. Itd be even worse.
Get your hands off the boy. Cant you see that he belongs to me? And I dont appreciate this excess company.
I feel so selfish. Am I really overreacting? Probably. And if it werent me in this predicament, but rather part of the audience, would I be laughing my ass off? Heck yes. So whats my problem?
My problem?! Which one?! The fact that I swear the amount of time Alex is not in my head a day never exceeds an hour? Or the fact that I get jealous whenever Alex pays attention to Kate for more than 10 minutes? Or the whole concept of wanting to hate your best friend, while liking your other, while your best friend likes your other best friend? Or the fucking thought that Alex truely does like Kate a hell of a lot more than me but wont admit it?!
But personally, I think my problem [at least one of them] is being a teenage girl. With a crush on some boy that her best friend just so happens to like too.
FZUCK.
And I realize that I throw the phrase "I love you" around like crazy. And those words should prolly be worth much more than I make them out to be. And I honestly dont think that Im in love with Alex. I mean, I love him. Hes my best friend. Just like I love Kate. And everyone else. But...I dont know. It really bothers me when people claim theyve been in love though. I mean I really dont think you find your soulmate when youre 14 years old. And if you do. Then that sucks. But then again, maybe youre the lucky one(s).
Tell me theres logic out there. Leading me to better prepare for the day that something really special might come. Tell me theres some hope for me. I dont wanna be lonely for the rest of my days on the earth.
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[Monday
January 16th, 2006
3:59pm] |
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I really dont know why Im doing this. I used to hate the whole idea of having a livejournal, yet I always enjoyed having a xanga and a myspace. A hypocrite. Thats what I am.
Maybe I just need a place to rant and rave instead of venting out to your best friend who has no idea what youre talking about or even cares. But then again, maybe they do. Maybe its just you that thinks that they couldnt possibly care about any of your self-centered, utterly poposterous ideas of what could possibly be an actual problem. A typical teenager. Thats what I am.
I kinda of hope nobody reads this. I figure its just going to be a bunch of bullshit: a crapload of jumbled thoughts from a little girl in a big old world and run on sentences. On the other hand, perhaps thats why I created this- to have somebody, hopefully if anyone, some complete stranger, know how I feel. How I really feel.
People think that Im truely intuned with my emotions and that I have no problem expressing them. However, personally, I dont think thats true at all. I hold most of my emotions back, actually. Yea. Imagine that.
See. Its beginning. Im typing up words that [probably] nobodys going to care to read. Im just wasting space. Wasting time. Wasting life. As usual.
I really should be studying for my geometry midterm tomorrow instead of typing what my brain is signaling my hands to do-on which letters I should press on the keyboard to project these words, and thinking about Alex. *sigh* But even if I were to abandon this pentium processor and adopt my geometry book as my new, temporary best friend, Alex would still be the constant thing on my mind.
The ratio of angles of a triangle is 1:2:3. What are the angle measures? 1x+2x+3x= 180. So 1x equals Alexander. 2x= Steven. And 3x= Croxton. 1x+2x+3x= Alexander Steven Croxton. There. Ive solved the equation. And that triangle is really a heart just pretending to be a triangle for the sake of this incognito geometry equation. Maybe I wont fail that midterm after all.
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