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so... i've been on this really random John Mayer kick for like the last 2 weeks.... and this song (as well as a few others) i have to listen to everytime i turn his cds on. only i ommitted a few lines that didnt really matter. and i just felt like posting a song... since everyone else has.

83 by john mayer

I have these dreams I’m walking home
Home where it used to be
Everything is as it was
Frozen in front of me

Here I stand six feet small
Romanticizing years ago
Well it’s a bittersweet feeling
Hearing wrapped around your finger on the radio

And these days
I wish I was six again
Oh make me a red cape
I wanna be superman

Here I stand six feet small
And smiling cause I’m scared as hell
Kinda like your life is like a sequel to a movie
Where the actors’ names have changed

Well these days
I wish I was six again
Oh make me a red cape
I wanna be superman

Plot a course to the source of the purest little part of me
And most my memories have escaped me
Or confused themselves with dreams
If heaven’s all they want it to be
Send your prayers to me care of 1983

You can paint that house a rainbow of colors
Rip out the floorboards
And replace the the shutters
But that’s my plastic in the dirt

Whatever happened to my lunchbox
When came the day when it got
Thrown away
Don’t you think I should have had some say in that decision

nahh.... i think what i felt in my last post was fairly accurate... my stomach feels like it's churning much more now. i feel ok for a while... then something triggers and my stomach feels like shit again.

I was thinking about the short encounter at barnes and noble as we were all sitting there talking. I think the word jealous... is not really the right word... i think scared might be. yeah... scared's a better word. i was thinking about it all and trying to put it into visual context. and the best I could come up with was... yeah i guess scared might be kind of a good word.... it's like i'm on the outside. It feels like i'm on the outside of the glass, encircling it all, and just watching things unfold. feels like (hypothetical mind you) i'm on the outside looking in, watching something being taken away and not going to be the same again. standing there... confused. that is the best way.. i think... to describe what is in my head, and my reaction. and yes... I KNOW nothing has happened yet or whatever, but i cannot shake this feeling from my head. it's like it cant stop thinking that. and yeah i know i'm full of shit and that what i say about it all doesnt really matter. i'm sure i'm blowing it out of proportion like i can do sometimes. for some reason my head tends to do that. i try and think something else and try to make my mind not think about things so much... but it just happens and goes back to it. I hate that cause it makes me get worried more than I should and think about things too much.

Descended (or some would say degenerated) from a

long line of warriors and philosophers, Clan

Brujah attracts the impassioned. From

antigovernment punk rebels to tweed suited

socialist intellectuals, this clan is loathe

to embrace those who are not prepared to

question authority and oppose the status quo.

Their supernatural powers endow them with the

ability to hit hard and fast, both physically

and emotionally. But they bear with their

passion an inevitable (and often regrettable)

lack of self-control.


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You kill for revenge.
That is because you have lost something or
someone you held very dear. Now you can't seem
to get over the loss that marked your soul, and
the only solution is to go after the one person
who brought all this pain to you. Chances are
you are angry inside and you bottle everything
up and don't talk to anyone about it. People
may want to help, but you think that they can
never understand your pain and only get
frustrated because of this. But it is important
to see all that you have left and be thankful
of that even if you have lost something great.
It may not be true that Times heals all wounds,
but with time and talking about your feelings,
maybe the hurt will ease.

Main weapon: Yourself
Quote: "You can close your eyes to
reality but not to memories" -Stainslaw J.
Lec
Facial expression: Gritted teeth and
teary eyes


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OHIO STATE VS. INDIANA TOMORROW BITCHAAAAS.... it better be nice out tomorrow so i can go places without freezing my ass off.... or else it might be hard to get to anime club. THEN I'M COMING HOME NEXT WEEKEND WOOOOOO.

ok... it's official... my life is fucking retarded and bites like a bitch... someone please just shoot me in the fucking head...

ok... it's official... i think cristiano ronaldo is fucking amazing, and so fucking awesome looking. i cant help but stare are him for hours and he has a cute face.... jesus...