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Thursday, July 15, 2004
count me out, today and the next untill its all over and i will join you again.
i look around myself and see others, and how there actions are effecting others, and how we dont care we blow it off when we hurt others and pretend everything will be alright. i dont understand were we got the right to treat others so wrong. if this is a game or something count me out untill this game changes to a better day. Kids at school are so ugly to eachother, name calling, kicking, beating eachother up on the bus, calling people names bc of there race, bullys, knocking there books out of there hands, jumping people bc they ran into you in the hall way, and to think we are the up coming adults ha we have no respect for ourselfs or for others we have girls running around throwing themselfs at boys just to get a hello, some of them might have had a bad childhood with no love so those certain girls would do anything to get some feeling of love, and they are confussed by there emotions at the point of time they dont know when enough is enough. I'm confussed by the so called "golden rule" - treat others the way you want to be treated- you would think it would be better then this, or just maybe i misunderstood this rule. Fake kids trying to fit in and find themselfs, because who they really are, wasnt the best for the others, so we called them different things, i guess that was the right thing to do when you dont like how someone really is make fun of them and they might get weak and change to what you like. Well i guess im an outcast because i'd rather not play in any part of that. everyone needs to be who you really are deep inside. It makes me sad to think we have to pretend sometimes to get the friends that we need to go through life. well if you need to change to have a person like you, you are better of a alone anyway, or that is what i think i rather be by myself then to have someone around that really doesnt know who i am. this isnt a PLAY be yourself you will find your friends that last better that way.
god bless
-jessie-
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Walked away, heard them say
"Poison hearts will never change, walk away again"
Turned away in disgrace
Felt the chill upon my face cooling from within
It's hard to notice gleaming from the sky
When you're staring at the cracks
It's hard to notice what is passing by with eyes lowered
You... walked away, heard them say
"Poisoned hearts will never change, walk away again"
All the cracks, they lead right to me
And all the cracks will crawl right through me
All the cracks, they lead right to me
And all the cracks will crawl right through me, and I fell apart
As I... walked away, heard them say
"Poisoned hearts will never change"
Walked away again
Turned away in disgrace
Felt the chill upon my face cooling from within
____AFI____
my heart belongs to you so save me
do you love her or is it him that you love
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my one dream is to wake up next to you
THINGS I LIKE
davey havok and jade!
AFI
my friends
my dog bear
volleyball when its not murder
movies
music
sleeping
mexican food
the guitar when other people play it haha
skateboards
talking
laughing
swimming
dancing haha
people who tell it how it is
black and hot pink
pok-a-dots
a fire inside
GOD!!!
writing
reading matthews songs
and you guys!
THINGS I DONT LIKE
SIMPLE PLAN
people who pretend to be something that are not
whores ha
rude
school sometimes
fighting
postal service
fear of a lovers touch i flee in despair
once again you'd think i would give up but it happens all over again
We held hands on the last night on earth.
Our mouths filled with dust, we kissed in the fields and under trees,
screaming like dogs, bleeding dark into the leaves.
It was empty on the edge of town but we knew everyone floated
along the bottom of the river.
So we walked through the waste where the road curved into the sea
and the shattered seasons lay,
and the bitter smell of burning was on you like a disease.
In our cancer of passion you said, "Death is a midnight runner."
The sky had come crashing down like the news of an intimate suicide.
We picked up the shards and formed them into shapes
of stars that wore like an antique wedding dress.
The echoes of the past broke the hearts of the unborn
as the ferris wheel silently slowed to a stop.
The few insects skittered away in hopes of a better pastime.
I kissed you at the apex of the maelstrom and asked
if you would accompany me in a quick fall,
but you made me realize that my ticket wasn't good for two.
I rode alone.
You said, "The cinders are falling like snow."
There is poetry in despair, and we sang with unrivaled beauty,
bitter elegies of savagery and eloquence.
Of blue and grey.
Strange, we ran down desperate streets and carved our names in the flesh of the city.
The sun was stagnated somewhere beyond the rim of the horizon
and the darkness is a mystery of curves and lines.
Still, we lay under the emptiness and drifted slowly outward,
and somewhere in the wilderness we found salvation scratched
into the earth like a message.
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