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Cody Gonzales


Last Updated: 9/22/2009

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August 8, 2009 - Saturday 

Current mood:Tacos
Ten Things I Wish I Could Say to Ten Different People. [don't tell their names]

10. I know you know that I'm a child and I'm hopeless but you're the only one who tells me.  Thanks.

9. Your sense of humor always makes me feel better, I need to come home so you know I appreciate you.

8. I miss you, a lot, we haven't spoken in like...a year? but I know that if we meet up again, it be like as if we never been seperated.

7. I know I worry too much, fear too much, hate too much, regret too much, speak too much, not speak too much, keep it in too much, let it out too much, whine too much, yell to much, think too much, sulk too much, hide my feelings too much, change the subject too much, and forget too much.  But you seem to have it worse than I do, thanks for making it about yourself all the time.

6. And you call me selfish, heh.

5. And you do too!  >=[

4. It seems like all of you don't even care.

3. You and I will get married and hate the world together with love.

2. I love you so much and I'm so happy you put up with my weird obsessions and my overcrowding hobby that seems to dwindle and then come back.

1. Everytime I think of you, I get filled with unimaginable hate and anger that it gives me headaches.  I'll never forgive you, I'll never forget you, and I'll regret ever meeting you.  I deny you as a connection towards me.  I hope you die a horrible death, something slow and painful, something that makes you unrecognizable to your own family and friends.  I won't forgive you till either I can tell it to your face or you die so I can dance and shit on your grave.  You're a liar.  I hate you.


Nine things about myself.
9. I'm boring but everyone seems to love me.
8. I push away to everyone and they want to get closer.
7. I hate it when people think I don't need to be alone, believe me, I need to.
6. I'm complex, and you know it.
5. I watch HGTV too much.
4. I still don't know Spanish, but I'm taking Japanese.  ;]
3. I hate eggs.
2. I want some Taco Bell.
1. I'm a short Mexican with even a shorter temper. :)

Eight ways to win my heart.
You have to...

8. Chocolate.
7. Final Fantasy stuff.
6. Hugs! <3
5. Leaving me alone.
4. Honesty.
3. Being happy, to know that someone else is happy makes me even happier.  Even if I'm not the one who did it.
2. Make me laugh.
1. Not taking my patience for granted.

Seven things that cross my mind a lot.

7. Food.
6. Boobs.
5. Final Fantasy.
4. Art.
3. My family.
2. How long did I sleep?
1. What's everyone else doing?

Six things I do before I fall asleep

6. Facebook.
5. Wash/shave my face.
4. Plug my phone/PSP/DS in their chargers.
3. Pee.
2. Facebook again.
1. Play video games.

Five people who mean a lot. (in no order whatsoever)

5. It's
4. definitely
3. more
2. than
1. 5.


Four things you're wearing right now.

4. Underwear.
3. -unequipped-
2. -unequipped-
1. -unequipped-

Three bands/artists that you listen to often.

3. Video
2. Game
1. Soundtracks

Two things you want to do before you die.
2. Selena Gomez lol.
1. I guess be happy with my life.

One confession.
1. I have three cats.
July 31, 2009 - Friday 



But this kind of dad would have been hell of a lot better than mine.  I pray I don't become him.
June 15, 2009 - Monday 

Current mood:Dad called...again.
Category: Life
Let's say your father wasn't there for the first 17 years of your life.

Your father decided that he didn't want anything to do with you left your mom to raise four kids on her own with the only help from your grandmother.

Let's say down the road, your grandmother dies when you're eight, and your mom had to take care of four kids ALONE!

Now, let's say that one of your own children, how can I put this, runs off with a 30 year old man at the age of 15 and blames you for all the shit she put HERSELF through and vows to hate you till the day you die.

On top of that, SHE'S FUCKING CRAZY, Schitzo, can change her persona at will to never be diagnosed as a crazy bitch.

Now, You're 17, you had a lot of things happen to you before this year.

You survived; poverty, a nervous breakdown, homelessness, depression, suicide, another home, high school, and now you're living with your loving mom again and all is well.

Oh how things are looking up!

Then that same father that wasn't there,

calls you.

You're surprised, like shockingly, not happy.

He tells you sweet little lies to get you on his side, you don't know if you should believe him or not.

But how do you know if he's lying?  You haven't seen the man in 17 years.

How would you know?

So, you believe him for now and then he invites you to come to his home 15 hours away.

You're nervous, I can tell, but you have those hidden "I always wanted a Daddy" feelings inside you telling you to go.

But Mommy says you shouldn't get involved, you'll get your heart broken, but you promise her that you won't fall for his lies.

And so, you, you're beloved sister head of to daddy's home.

And behold surprises!

HE HAS HIS OWN LITTLE FAMILY!

Granted, only one of them is his, but he has a beautiful girlfriend with kids of her own.

AND A SISTER ON THE WAY!

How things are looking up!

Whatever.

Look, you get to see your family!

You haven't seen them...well, you never seen them, but you have family!

Then you hear all the wonderful things about your dad and all that jazz.

Wow, you really can't picture it, but hey, they know him better than you do.

You're every guess on him, was brutally knocked down by the family who knows him best.

After all, you don't know him that well.

So you meet cousins that are your age!

On your mom's side, you have no cousins at all, your mother was the only one to have children.

So how exciting it is to have cousins your age!

But they have nothing to do with your problems.

It's you and your dad.

He's been neglecting you by going to work, he can't help it, oh, he owns the place, he can, but won't.

So you've been with your dad's girlfriend who you like more than him and your granny, a very sweet woman.

Then dad comes and tells you, he has to go away for work, and you can't see him any longer, and is forced to go back home.

So you drive home with your dad and his work friend.

You say your goodbyes.

And he's gone.




For another three years.
June 11, 2009 - Thursday 
The only thing I regret in life...









I could never tell you face to face.



















I had one chance and I didn't do it.





























I could have told you but my emotions got the best of me...





























So I hope you read this and see how I really feel.



















It's been the only thing I regret and here it goes.







































I HATE YOU.
December 28, 2008 - Sunday 
I know that you're hiding things
Using gentle words to shelter me
Your words were like a dream
But dreams could never fool me
Not that easily

I acted so distant then
Didn't say goodbye before you left
But I was listening
You'll fight your battles far from me
Far too easily

"Save your tears 'cause I'll come back"
I could hear that you whispered as you walked through that door
But still I swore to hide the pain when I turn back the pages
Shouting might have been the answer
What if I'd cried my eyes out and begged you not to depart?
But now I'm not afraid to say what's in my heart

Though a thousand words
Have never been spoken
They'll fly to you
Crossing over the time and distance holding you
Suspended on silver wings

And a thousand words
One thousand confessions
Will cradle you
Making all of the pain you feel seem far away
They'll hold you forever

The dream isn't over yet
Though I often say I can forget
I still relive that day
You've been there with me all the way
I still hear you say

"Wait for me, I'll write you letters"
I could see how you stammered with your eyes to the floor
But still I swore to hide the doubt when I turn back the pages
Anger might have been the answer
What if I'd hung my head and said that I couldn't wait?
But now I'm strong enough to know it's not too late

'Cause a thousand words
Call out through the ages
They'll fly to you
Even though I can't see, I know they're reaching you
Suspended on silver wings

Oh, a thousand words
One thousand embraces
Will cradle you
Making all of your weary days seem far away
They'll hold you forever

Oh, a thousand words
Have never been spoken
They'll fly to you
They'll carry you home and back into my arms
Suspended on silver wings ohhhh

And a thousand words
Call out through the ages
They'll cradle you
Turning all of the lonely years to only days
They'll hold you forever
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
A Thousand Words


Final Fantasy Version:
I know that you're hiding things
using gentle words to shelter me
your words were like a dream
but dreams could never fool me...
Not that easily

I acted so distant then
didn't say good-bye before you left
but I was listening
you fight your battles far from me......
Far too easily

'Save your tears 'Cause I'll come back'
I could hear that you whispered
as you walked through that door
but still I swore to hide that pain
when I turn back the pages
Shouting might've been the answer then
what if I cried my eyes out and begged you not to depart
but now I'm not afraid to say what's in my heart....

'Cause a Thousand words
Called out Through the Ages
They'll Fly to you
Even Though I can see
I Know That Reaching you
Suspended on Silver Wings

Oh a Thousand Words
One Thousand Embraces
Will Cradle You
Making all of Your Weary Days Seem Far Away
They'll Hold you Forever........

Oh a Thousand Words {One Thousand Words}
Have Never been spoken {Oh Yeah}
They'll fly to you
they'll carry you home {carry you home}
And back into my arms
Suspended on silver Wings {On Silver Wings}

And a thousand words {oohh}
Called out through the ages {called through the ages}
They'll cradle you {oh yeah}
Making all of your lonely years to only days {only days}
They'll hold you forever.........

Ohhhhhhhhhhh

One Thousand Words...


I love this song and game =]
November 5, 2008 - Wednesday 
I start to see what my older friends were saying, but it's the memories, the friends, the awkward mornings and loveless nights not the city lights

People choose to forget, it's their choice, as for me, it's a virtue.

August 30, 2008 - Saturday 
There's no memory of my life.
I don't even know how to love.
In the boundless world,
what's the reason why I'm alive?

You say humans have their emotions.
You know, I could be apparatus.
World is black and white.
Tell me reason why I'm alive.

How come my power is not the same as others?
Where should I go?
I still wonder why I am alive.

There's no memory of my life.
I don't even know how to love.
In the boundless world,
what's the reason why I'm alive?
August 22, 2008 - Friday 
There has been tribulations put among us
where valor and peace have been shattered
replaced by rage and hostility

where even brothers go against each other
like when two children squall for attention
but use force between armies, just like spoiled kings

respect must be asked, no, demanded as such
where can people live in justice? Justice has no home here.
can the fall of man be not just outside, but inside as well?
May 16, 2008 - Friday 
A final ceremony, a final goodbye

A day of celebration and of sorrow

An ending to start anew

A time to say 'Goodbye' to old friends

A  time to say 'Hello' to the world unknown

It is the day that lets us break from the chains of high school

And lets us burden the responsibilities of adults

But do not be afraid

You will find new friends, new loves, and new hopes

Graduation is not the end, but the beginning of your life

The fear inside will be faced

The joy inside will be shown

All of this is in your hands now

You can do it

I know you can

Let this be my somewhat prayer to those who believe

Let this be a wish to those who look towards the stars

Let this be luck to those who seek fortune

Let this be a caring gesture to those who care

It is not over, but it has begun

This is our story

Lets make more pages and write on


-From the bottom of my heart

Cody Gonzales

June 3, 2007 - Sunday 

Dear Self,

Summer is good

Moving is hard, work is crazy

Organized chaos and money well spent

Chasing still and standing cars

Missed shows and memories missed

It smells like my friends, so it makes me miss them less

But not by a lot...

Anyway, summer is good

Memories are hard, shows are crazy - Missing you, whoever you are...(Me and You)