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NEW JOURNAL :
XMISTERHEATHERX
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[29 Aug 2004|02:28am] |
"Fuck, this hurts."
Tonight was horrible. And Dee I'm sorry for ruining your night, but you know how it is. You know all my stories end the same way.
I wish one thing, just one fucking thing...ugh. i dont even know. i just hate everything, fucking everything.
if something could just work. just one time. one time and id be fine for the rest of forever. its just that nothing ever goes right.
whatever. i cant even get the words out right. dee you know what im talking about.
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| I <3 THE POSTAL SERVICE |
[28 Aug 2004|06:15pm] |
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i got the postal service cd and the new shins cd. i havent listened to the shins yet but the postal service is fucking amazing. when i went on break today i sat alone so i could listen to it and i almost started fucking crying my eyes out. cathia and katya were like "why are you being all anti-social" and i was like..."um...i had to....do stuff". oh man that cd is fucking amazing.
and i hear fucking thunder. what the fuck.
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[27 Aug 2004|08:11pm] |
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morrissey - will never marry |
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i want to rip this organ of mine right out of my chest. because im sick of not knowing who it belongs to. every time i decide im ready, someone else comes along. i hate it, i hate this confusion. and being let down, and lead on, and fucking misery.
"im writing this to say, in a gentle way. thank you but no.
i will live my life as i will undoubtedly die, alone" - moz
<3 moz <3
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[26 Aug 2004|06:41pm] |
11 days left of summer vacation
fuck fuck
at least i got cool pants, and a cool shirt. yup. oh yea and a job.
so i have to go shopping next weekend in the city with dee. and get indian. yum. mmmmmmmm indian. food.
and omgomg i love everyone at work theyre all so awesome. and deniz is so fucking nice
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[25 Aug 2004|05:36pm] |
( Read more... )
i got bored so i cut like half of it off.
oh man there really is nothing to do. fuck. bahh!!
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[24 Aug 2004|06:19pm] |
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the shins - caring is creepy |
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i got my pudding. i made a huge bowl of it. and im going to eat all of it. its so fucking good. even if this wasnt the only thing i could eat, id eat it
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[24 Aug 2004|03:17pm] |
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i got braces today. theyre peenk. of course theyre peenk. i actually like them. i think theyre cute. i just need to change my hair, maybe ill make it like gwens. yea. well.....they hurt, alot. but im going to overload on butterscotch pudding. amazing. im eating a fastbreak right now.....ouch.
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[23 Aug 2004|09:28pm] |
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oh yea...btw
im getting my braces on tomorrow. should be lovely.
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[23 Aug 2004|08:24pm] |
Artist: Iron & Wine Lyrics
Song: Such Great Heights Lyrics
I am thinking it's a sign
That the freckles in our eyes
Are mirror images and
When we kiss they're perfectly aligned
And I have to speculate
That God himself did make us into
Corresponding shapes like puzzles pieces
From the clay
True, it may seem like a stretch
But it's thoughts like this
That catch my troubled head
When you're away, when I am missing you to death
When you were out there on the road
For several weeks of shows
And when you scan the radio
I hope this song will guide you home
They will see us waving from such great heights
"Come down now," they'll say
But everything looks perfect from far away
"Come down now," but we'll stay
I've tried my best to leave
This all on your machine
But the persistent beat
Sounded thin upon listening
That frankly will not fly
You will hear the shrillest highs
And lowest lows with the windows down
When this is guiding you home
They will see us waving from such great heights
"Come down now," they'll say
But everything looks perfect from far away
"Come down now," but we'll say...
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I dont want to give a shit about this person. its hopeless, and its terrible. and i just want to be done with the whole thing. but it gets worse and worse every time. i dont know what to do, this kid is fucking trouble.
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haha, i know this is a complete change of subject but look :
xmister heatherx: ugh i just took a shower
xmister heatherx: guh ross
LostBanana: yay
LostBanana: im happy for you
xmister heatherx: haha
LostBanana: this is a big accomplishment
xmister heatherx: why because i showered?
xmister heatherx: hahahah
LostBanana: we should capture your smell in a capsule
LostBanana: and dig it up 3 months from now
LostBanana: until your next shower
hahahahahaha
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[23 Aug 2004|10:00am] |
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FUCK YOU DAD.
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[23 Aug 2004|12:48am] |
today sucked. molested by a 10 year old.
i hate myself so much.
i shouldve gone to see garden state. i have to get that fucking soundtrack.
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[22 Aug 2004|04:21am] |
aaron = heathers heart
like totally
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[22 Aug 2004|02:01am] |
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that annoying hives song on noggin |
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i got so fucking tired after work today. i went to panevino with my mommy, stepdad and grandpa and i was very suprised and extremely happy to see Bianca!!!! I missed her so much.
then at like 10 dee and i went to starbucks and fucking hung out there until 2 am. we need lives. badly.
i am so tired. and im getting way too worked up about all this and the funplex is just like fucking school accept times one billion. its so funny, theres so much drama there its CAAARAAZAAY
i have to go to the city soon, yes dee. and get lots of indian food.
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[20 Aug 2004|10:43pm] |
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whats up with all this anonymous commenting lately? are you that weak that you cant even say what you really thing without hiding behind the fucking anonymous button? fuck. come on people.
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[20 Aug 2004|09:50pm] |
i feel so fucking cold.
and miserable. i just want to die. all the time.
fuck.
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[20 Aug 2004|07:26pm] |
fuck
i dont want it anymore. its been fucking 8 months and i thought this would be over by now. but i cant get it out of my head. its going to drive me fucking insane.
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[20 Aug 2004|06:31pm] |
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i got sent home from work early. i saw garden state for the fourth time. by myself. it was even more amazing than the last 3 times. i cried...so much. it was unbelievable. god i fucking love that movie. ive never related to something so fucking much.
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[19 Aug 2004|05:32pm] |
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my therapist is going on vaca for the next three weeks.
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[18 Aug 2004|11:16pm] |
so i got those spacer thingies in yesterday, they hurt like a motherfucker. they didnt at first but now my jaw is like, completely out of place. Today was my first day at work, it went well but the shirt is way too fucking huge.
eh, i dunno whats going on. i cant wait to see garden state again tomorrow. i think im going to buy the soundtrack also. i want pudding. butterscotch pudding.
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