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yeah yeah yeahs - dudley |
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It’s 2:10 in the morning and if I was more independent than I already am I would go for a walk. There’s nothing to be said that hasn’t already been said or done by another girl with the same clothes and the same opinions. Being a kid was just practice. I am the worst fake runner in the world. I have more interest in dietetics than I do anything else. I do have an interest in helping people, people who can throw authors names around faster than music trivia. Others who can hold my attention in a conversation and a boy who can breathe correctly after laughing. Pretending to be anything past the age of 10 is ridiculous. I want to be needed by everyone, but not need anyone. Someone told me I always need to be right. I guess this is my intro.
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[12 Sep 2005|09:55pm] |
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And you haven't given up on me, And you haven't given up on me And you haven't forgotten me...
the story of our lives:
tonight I left him at taco bell.
next....
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[17 Mar 2005|09:17am] |
"I stay a little longer, as one stays, To cover up the embers that still burn." Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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