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Last Updated: 12/24/2009

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Gender: Female
Status: In a Relationship
Age: 20
Sign: Scorpio

City: Aloha
State: Oregon
Country: US
Signup Date: 12/4/2004

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Thursday, March 12, 2009

In the end everyone ends up alone
Current mood:

bummed

"Thats how stupid this boy is. He is the straight to video sequel to your summer hit movie. He is the verse to that song on the radio you have to hum cause you can't remember the words. You couldn't break this kids heart, he is so far beyond that. This is the kind of kid who blew out the candles on hope all alone for too many birthdays to remember. And no one has ever fallen in love with anyone with a smile that's just dripping with 'please die'. So why is he smiling? Because he can hear the droning guitars and words streaming under the bathroom door. They wrote his moods. "
- The Boy with the Thorn in His Side.

Currently listening:
The Fray
By The Fray
Release date: 2009-02-03

10:34 PM

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Wednesday, September 03, 2008

I didn’t write this....
Current mood:

sad

Once on a yellow piece of paper with green lines
he wrote a poem
and he called it "Chops"
because that was the name of his dog
and thats what it was all about
and his teacher gave him an A
and a gold star
and his mother hung it on the kitchen door
and read it to his aunts
That was the year Father Tracy
took all the kids to the zoo
and he let them sing on the bus
and his little sister was born
with tin toenails and no hair
and his mother and father kissed a lot
and the girl around the corner sent him a
Valentine signed with a row of X's
and he had to ask his father what the X's meant
and his father always tucked him in bed at night
and was always there to do it

Once on a piece of white paper with blue lines
he wrote a poem
and he called it "Autumn"
because that was the name of the season
and thats what it was all about
and his teacher gave him an A
and asked him to write more clearly
And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
because of its new paint
and the kids told him
that Father Tracy smoked cigars
and left butts in the pews
and sometimes they woudl burn holes
That was the year his sister got glasses
with thick lenses and black frames
and the girl around the corner laughed
when he asked her to go see Santa Claus
and the kids told him why
his mother and father kissed a lot
and his father never tucked him in bed at night
and his father got mad
when he cried for him to do it

Once on a piece of paper torn from his notebook
he wrote a poem
and he called it "Innocence: A Question"
because that was the question about his girl
and thats what it was all about
and his professor gave him an A
and a strange stead look
That was the year Father Tracy died
and he forgot how the end
of Apostle's Creed went
and he caught his sister
making out on the back porch
and his mother and father never kissed
or even talked
and the girl around the corner
wore too much makeup
that made him cough when he kissed her
but he kissed her anyway
because that was the thing to do
and at three a.m. he tucked himself into bed
his father snoring soundly

Thats why on the back of a brown paper bag
he tried another poem
and he called it "Absolutely Nothing"
because thats what it was really all about
and he gave himself an A
and a slash on each damned wrist
and he hung it on the bathroom door
because this time he didnt think
he could reach the kitchen

Currently reading:
The Perks of Being a Wallflower
By Stephen Chbosky

9:52 AM

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Friday, December 28, 2007

theres nothing you can say to me that i dont already know
Current mood:

tired

ok so heres whats going on

i went on wednesday and got my eyebrow pierced, because that is 'inappropriate' to have at my moms she told me i needed to go find a new place to live. because i knew she was going to say that, the day i got it done i went to her house and packed some of my stuff, (mostly clothes and things i know i'd need) and moved it to lanes. so i will be living there from now on. though im at my dads right now.

anyway, thats really about it.

[[edit]]

my mom has just called my dad to inform him that she is changing the locks.

some mother huh?

10:43 AM

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Saturday, July 28, 2007

get off your ass and do something about it.
Current mood:

amused

So last night we went and saw The Fray. It was AMAZING! The first band that played was called Single File and were really good. The next band was called Meese and they were also really good and kind of random. During The Fray this nasty drunk chick pushed in front of Olivia and I and these 4 random girls who we'd been talking to. She said she only wanted to take a quick picture but she ended up staying there for like 20 minutes or so and then ended up pulling 2 of her also drunk friends past us too. One of the girls who we'd been talking to started yelling at her saying that she'd stolen our spots. Which was true. We were about 3 rows back when she pushed in front of us. Anyway, after she pulled her friends into the mix the 6 of us came up with a plan to push our way in front of them. It was working so far until these other drunk assholes pushed in front of us. I was these 2 chicks and one of the girls brothers. The brother tried to crowd surf but being that he was completly drunk and couldnt even stand he didnt get very far and ended up kicking some girl in the face. After I yelled at him his drunk sister told me he was only trying to have a good time. So I told her that kick someone in the face is not having a good time and then called her a bitch. she then told me that she didnt think that isaac would be very happy about me calling her a bitch, I told her that i didnt fucking care what she thinks and that im pretty sure isaac would be more upset about the fact that her and her friends were ruining the show for us. We yelled at eachother a bit more. After that I went back to watching The Fray. She was behind and at this point so she went and shoved me into the barricade. At that point i was just so pissed off at her and her friends that I couldnt take it anymore so i elbowed her in the face. Bleeding and stumbling over her and her friends left. So the 6 of us were free to watch the rest of the show. Front and center up against the barricade. It was fantastic. Sadly though I dont have pictures :(

Currently listening:
No More Sadface
By Single File
Release date: 10 July, 2007

2:59 AM

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Saturday, June 30, 2007

It must have been something you said
Current mood:

happy

Ok so this made my day:

Olivia and I were at the streets of tanasbourne and this car full of guys drives up to the stop sign we were standing by. They had all the windows rolled down and were busting out singing "I just died in your arms tonight" at the top of their lungs with hand motions and everything. It was probably the greastest thing I've seen in a long time.

Currently listening:
Broadcast
By Cutting Crew
Release date: 29 June, 1992

4:16 AM

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Thursday, March 29, 2007

I wish there was something I could say
Current mood:

crushed

My best friend is heartbroken and I dont know what to do. I wish there was something I could do or say to help her but I just dont know what. She has helped me in more ways than I could even begin to list yet I have no idea how to help her. Maybe I'm just not a good best friend...

Currently listening:
So Long, Astoria
By The Ataris
Release date: 04 March, 2003

4:04 AM

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Saturday, March 24, 2007

I wish I hadn't seen all of the realness
Current mood:

tired

I liked these quotes. Theyre from Ninteen Minutes by Jodi Picoult

"Nobody wants to admit this, but bad things will keep on happening. Maybe that's because it's all a chain, and a long time ago someone did the first bad thing, and that led someone else to do another bad thing, and so on. You know, like that game where you whisper a sentence into someones' ear, and that person whispers it to someone else, and it all comes out wrong in the end. But then again, maybe bad things happen because it's the only way we can keep remembering what good is supposed to look like."

"If you spent your life concentrating on what everyone else thought of you, would you forget who you really were? What if the face you showed the world turned out to be a mask... with nothing beneath it?"

"How could you be so alive one moment, and then have everything stop-- not just your heart and your lungs, but the way you smiled slowly, the left side of your mouth curling before the right; and the pitch of your voice; and the habit you had of tugging at your hair when you were doing your math homework?"

"So much of the language of love was like that: you devoured someone with your eyes, you drank in the sight of him, you swallowed him whole. Love was sustenance, broken down and beating through your bloodstream."

"You could patch up whatever was broken, but if you were the one who had fixed it, you'd always know in your heart where the fault lines lay."

"But this was exactly what happened, wasn't it, when you started to sift through the shifting sands of feelings, instead of just feeding facts hand over fist? The hell with putting your heart on your sleeve; it was likely to get ripped off."