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if i could hold on through the tears
&& create false laughter,
would it be extremely beautiful,
or a beautiful disaster?
goodthings:
11:11 wishes
and i think i'll spend the day writing poetry, and floating.
care to join?
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| Her: I just know how you feel. I mean I know you said you
didnt want to fall in love,but I did want to let you know I love you. And its
okay if you dont love me back as much as I love you.
Him: I do love you. I care for you alot. We have
gone through so much together. I cant
ask you to stop loving me as much as you do, and I wont either. I'm just sorry that i dont love you like you
love me.
=Treasure=
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| so yeah
that promise didnt quite work out well, did it?
whats up with me-
=My bro JR got shot over the weekend
=I hate mrs jennings, and i don't hate individuals, so this is pretty major...
=Algebra sucks ass (and I try not to curse..also major)
=I suck at not cursing
=I heart Ragan and Stick...
=I'm due for a bf right about now...
=I'm tired of the computer...
thats about it...
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| I've
done too much. I'm 15 years young and I've seen, I've heard, I've done
too much. I seemingly find joy in the mundane, but what else do we have
til death? This isn't a chronicle of depression or an essay of defeat.
This is why I am, the way I am. Childhood memories are sweet dreams, so
why should they be private.
I like butterflys. I enjoy the whole motif of metamorphosis and change. But this series has to do with why-
I
remember first grade. My first "boyfriend" (insert awwwww here). My
first fight (Ashley Carson, of course I remember). I mean, first grade
was awesome. And we had this project near the end of the year. We had
to "grow" butterflies. I remember looking at the little critters in the
jars and thinking, "How could this be beautiful?" To my amazement, at
the end of the year, we released them at the Botanical Gardens. At that
moment, I knew thats what I wanted to do.
Be free.
But
I've done too much. Not to say that it won't happen, or that I feel
upset even now. I'm pretty happy with life and fate, just in a mellow,
retrospect mood.
Treasure
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And now for some light humour:
Son: "Daddy, I have to write a special report for school, but I don't know what Politics is."
Father: "Well, let's take our home as an example. I am the bread-winner, so let's call me Capitalism. Your Mum is the administrator of money, so we'll call her Government. We take care of your need, so let's call you The People. We'll call the maid the Working Class and your brother we can call The Future. Do you understand son?"
Son: "I'm not really sure, Dad. I'll have to think about it."
That
night awakened by his brother's crying, the boy went to see what was
wrong. Discovering that the baby had seriously soiled his diaper, the
boy went to his parents' room and found his mother sound asleep. He
went to the maid's room, where, peeking through the keyhole, he saw his
father in bed with the maid. The boy's knocking went totally unheeded
by his father and the maid, so the boy returned to his room and went
back to sleep.
The next morning he reported to his father.
Son: "Dad, now I think I understand what Politics is."
Father: "Good son! Can you explain it to me in your own words?"
Son: "Well
Dad, while Capitalism is screwing the Working Class, Government is
sound asleep, the People are being completely ignored and the Future is
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| Well, I guess this my attempt of a "new start." New blogs, new poetry. I'm tired of being stale and I'm tired of bullshit... but that will be changing eventually. SO here's a little about me..
Likes:
#Bootleg movies and music
#Limewire
#Pandora
#Using pens and pencils in the best possible way (writing)
#Fashion
#Hearts
#Bullets, Guns, Knives, etc
#The smell of Brasso and everything related to ROTC
#Melodrama
#Hatred
#Love
#That confused state in between
#Not sleeping
#Not eating
#Green tea
#Smoothies
#Diet Soda
#Donuts (once a year)
#Fireworks
#Matches
#Shanking people
#RUGBY
#paper clips
#Mystic Mints
#Sharpies
#Necklaces, “sex” bracelets, chains, etc
#Converse
#Meeting new people
#Internet, myspace, VF
#html
#art
#LA VIE BOHEME
Dislikes:
#Boredom
#Having crushes
#being single (ish)
#People who are without reason
#people who shove their beliefs down your throat
#Watching people eat
#People in general
#Food
#Cigarettes
#Our Gov't
#Particularly George W. Bush
#Condi's Hair
#Typos
#Misnomers and euphemisms
#Being without my cell phone
I have a myspace.. I'm semi-obsessed with it though.
I like changing my layout, so I may not keep it for long.
Okay thats enoughfor now, lovers!
RAVE ON, RAVE ON, DAMN THE MAN, SAVE THE EMPIRE!!
-Tre
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