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Wednesday, March 15, 2006
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Current mood:  confused
Theres some things in life that can never be explained like why does some one dies or why when u think about some one you get this big empty feeling inside u like some things missing or some thing should be there. Why do people love each other. Why do u feel like crying for no reason at all or why cant u sleep because your mind is so full of things u have done want to do couldnt do or have to do. Why does a hug some times make it all better how come some times nothing seems to help. Why does photosynthisis work why do u always feel better after u sneeze why does yellow and orange make blue and why dosent it. why does 2+2=4 and not 5 why is this ____________ called a line and this 0 called a circle why why why. weird huh
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Monday, March 13, 2006
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Current mood:  content
I wonder what u think about at night. I wonder if the thoughts running through your head are even remotley close to the things that are running through mine. I wanna tell u how i feel and i want u to except them. I want u to tell me that u do like me and that everythng will work out like we want them to. But i dont. Cause i know if things go bad it will get worse and im happy with what we have now. But god we would be perferect i would treat u like u have never been treated and u would make me feel complete. But dont change the way u are and the way u feel now. Cause it is so good. We are best friends and this is the first time i have had this close of a bond to someone of the opposite sex and i love it. So lets stay friends for now and see where it goes. Cause who knows.... Maybe someday.
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Friday, December 16, 2005
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Current mood:  grateful
Dont be afraid to say hello. Dont be afraid to say good bye. Dont be afraid to let someone know how u feel. Dont be afraid to say yes or say no. Dont be afraid to jump head first into something before u think it through. Dont be afraid to be yourself. Dont be afraid to conform. Dont be afraid to get hurt. Dont be afraid to fall in love. Dont be afraid to start something new. Dont be afraid to listen. Dont be afraid to talk. Dont be afraid to learn. Dont be afraid to forget. Dont be afraid to go for it when a part of u tells u to stop. Dont be afraid to not go for it. Dont be afraid to let others into your life. Dont be afraid to let someone go. Dont be afraid to be different. Dont be afraid to live. Dont be afraid to die. Dont be afraid to go to school. Dont be afraid to start a new job. Dont be afraid to laugh. Dont be afraid to cry. Dont be afraid to be afraid. Because when u let fear run your life, you'll never get ahead.
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Wednesday, December 14, 2005
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Current mood:  cheerful
Category: Blogging
Most people dont take time to notice and appericat the little things in life. I do. I love the way people smile in uncomfortable situations, the sunset on a cold winters day, the sound of frost covered grass crunching under the weight of your feet, the feeling u get when u walk barefoot in the sand, the smell of coffee on a road trip as the sun is rising, the taste of something uve been craving all day, the way a tear tastes when it hits your lips, the cold sensation u get going all the way down your throat when u drink the first glass of water in the morning, the smell of someone who just came out of the shower, the intence stare right before a first kiss i reall like that one, the look of your hair when u get it just right, a smile at a funeral, the way your nose hairs freeze when its cold and u take a deep breath in the winter, the way a photogragh hold someone position no matter what they are doing at this exact time, the way a song can make u feel at one time and be totally differnt at the next, the lump in your throat u get right before u start to cry, the feeling of relief you get right when u get done crying, a phone call from a friend u havent talked to in ages, the total exhauscion feeling right after sex, the feeling of a fire against your face.......I could go on for ever. So people just take time to enjoy the little things. Because they totally rock.
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Tuesday, December 13, 2005
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Current mood:  peaceful
Category: Blogging
Ok There are many misconceptions about what "true beauty" is. This is all a matter of opinion so comment as u will.
When most people see someone they are attracted to they say they are "hot". To me hot is someone in a magizine or on tv. This is what we have been programed to precieve as beautiful. Skinny, tan, big boobs, small ass, and lots of make-up. I dont find that attractive. Its like they put all this time and effort into making themselves look this way so thousands of people will look at them and be like damn. For what, it dosent make much sence to me, why try to be something that everyone whats u to be. So when I hear someone tell someone else they are hot, I look at that as more of a way of saying your really fun to look at and I would like to have sex with u, than a compliment. But when I tell someone they are beautiful that is a real compliment, thats from the heart. To me the time I find a woman most beautiful is right when they wake up in the morning. You have a half smile on your face, no make-up, messed up hair, pj's, and bad breath. There is nothing more breath taking than that. A woman in her most natural and pruest form. Its like an angel between a set of sheets. But beauty isnt just a look. Its more than that, its attitude, personality, they way she makes u smile just by looking into each others eyes, thats true beauty. It dosent matter what u look like just as long as u can make someone else feel truly happy when they see you or hear your voice. Now thats "true beauty".
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Tuesday, December 06, 2005
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Current mood:  aggravated
First off this blog is going to jump around a lot sorry i have a scattered mind.
Due to contrary belief picking up women is not a "game" like some people think.U dont have to have a structure or "framework", u dont have hunt them down in like a wild animal, u dont have to "dress to impress", u dont have to do anyting like that. If u do this the only women you are going to get are preppy, snobby, slutty, little girls starving for attention. All u have to do is be yourself. Dont be a conceded prick, not in refrence to anyone. Just treat a woman like they should be treated, shit just treat them like you would like to be treated. If u show someone that u actually care about there feelings and listen to what they have to say, you are golden. U dont have to be fake or what everyone else wants u to be. Just be a friend and dont take them for granted, they dont deserve it. Every woman should be treated like a princess, not a peice of ass cause they are way more than that. Women are the sun and we are the earth, without them we would be nothing. This might sound like brown-nosing but this is really how i feel. So in closing dont go around and see how many different girls u can hook up with or what ever, just go for the joy of being with someone, not the joy of getting with someone. Id like to hear what people have to say about this.
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Tuesday, November 29, 2005
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Current mood:  tired
Category: Writing and Poetry
The first time i meet u i thought were one of the most beautiful things i have ever seen. More beautiful than a flower, more beautiful than a rainbow, the colors of a campfire, or even the glorisness of a sunset. The look in your eyes is so intense it was like i was staring deeper into your soal than anyone has ever before. It was the most amazing thing i have ever seen. The times we spent together were like staight out of a movie. They felt so perfect i never wanted them to end. But now your gone. I miss the look in your eyes, the touch of your hand, the smell of your skin, and i miss your face. I hope someday i will see u again, if not now then someday down the road, because u ment alot to me and i hope u will always know that. This isnt goodbye so dont be scared i just wanted to let u know what u mean to me.
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Monday, November 28, 2005
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Current mood:  confused
When u look the the night sky what do u see?
The stars or the moon.
Some people would say the stars.
Which is understandible.
They are thousands of glowing, shiney, flickering, lights in the sky.
And its hard to just pick out one that stands out in your eyes.
This is why i say the moon.
It is the the most beautiful, most breathtaking object in the night sky.
Not only that it is the only one like it.
It can light up the sky when everything else is dark.
It can lead your way when your lost.
It can keep u company when your all alone.
This is why a always say the moon.
And u are the moon in my eyes.
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Monday, November 28, 2005
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Current mood:  hopeful
While lying next to u i brushed my hand across your face,
i realized something. You have a beautiful face.
And while stairing into your eyes i realized i wanted to kiss you.
And while contiplating on weither or not to go for it,
I chickend out.
Maybe next time.
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