| Wednesday, October 15th, 2008 |
| 12:18 pm |
I’m so fucking over everything. I have all this sweet stuff coming up but none of it is here yet. I just want November first to be here. I wish someone else would tell me the right things to do. I always thought you would just sort of know the answers, I mean they are your own feelings, how can you not know them? That doesn’t make sense at all. Fuck I feel like im sixteen all over again. In all these rape articles im reading for criminology they put in quotes from the rapists and they are all really gross. Their all “that ass was mine; she married me so she was givin it up to me whenever I needed it” ITS LIKE, FUCK YOUR WIFE JUST HAD A CHILD MAYBE YOU SHOULDN’T BE FORCING HER TO HAVE SEX WITH YOU and shit. Man I feel sorry for you if you bothered reading this shit. |
| Monday, September 29th, 2008 |
| 3:55 pm |
Inside I nearly froze Your touch is almost healing You left me feeling Tired Could not close my eyes On fire But frozen inside To run or to hide Speechless my words could not melt Whisper I wanted to shout With out you I felt Like a setting sun Like a last goodbye Like an incomplete lullaby. |
| Wednesday, September 3rd, 2008 |
| 5:11 pm |
Its so weird when you look back on who you were and the things you once did and cant imagine how you could have been so stupid. Then again I bet ill say that about some of the things im doing now. i guess thats growing up. |
| Saturday, June 14th, 2008 |
| 8:04 pm |
Oh my god this is ridiculous.
Some dick called part of your brain the nucleus ambiguous....because he didn’t know what it was.
And now I have to learn that. I hate that guy. |
| Sunday, June 1st, 2008 |
| 1:56 pm |
Yours is the first face that I saw I think I was blind before I met you Now I don’t know where I am I don’t know where I’ve been But I know where I want to go |
| Friday, May 30th, 2008 |
| 11:39 pm |
this is what it has come to. alone with red wine thats too good. late nights waiting for you to stop working. all the time waiting. thats just not right. |
| Thursday, April 17th, 2008 |
| 6:28 pm |
this is how my brain thinks.
I’m in the library at 6:30 at night. My supplies are running low, only one can of coke and half a packet of peanuts left. But I did it. I wrote a whole assignment on brains. Too much actually, I’m going to have to cull it. How did I write too much on something I don’t understand? I wonder what Sam is doing. It’s really creepy in libraries at night. I am one of two people here. Maybe that’s why it’s so creepy. Fuck I need to start eating real food again. Peanuts are not a meal. It was heaps of peanuts though. Like heaps of peanuts. And coke. I want cuddles. I’m in the library at 6:32 at night. Fucking hell. |
| Tuesday, April 1st, 2008 |
| 7:14 pm |
look you can laugh at me all you will but the new panic at the disco album is great. i cant belive im turing 20 this year and i said that. but its just true. i didnt make it happen. its just the way things are. Allow me to exaggerate a memory or two Where summer's lasted longer than Longer than we do When nothing really mattered Except for me to be with you But in time we all forgot and We all grew Your melody sounds as sweet As the first time it was sung With a little bit more character for show And by the time your father's heard Of all the wrong you've done Then I'm putting out the lantern Find your own way back home |
| Tuesday, March 25th, 2008 |
| 2:47 pm |
remember when lj was cool and you could find out everything about everyones lame lives off it? |
| Friday, March 21st, 2008 |
| 4:22 pm |
remember when
- everyone wore baggy pants and skate shoes because avril did
- you first cried while reading a book
- you finished school at 3:15 and recess was 20 minutes long
- you would sit on the oval at lunch time with 20 people in your friend circle
- someone told you Santa wasn't real (obviously a liar)
- you couldn’t understand Shakespeare
- your first friend got their licence and they were supremely cool
- every birthday you got something from the body shop from someone
- the internet came out and it was weird if someone had it in their house and it was so slow
- splice ice creams at Manuka pool
- you still had a single bed
- your first drink
- the first time you stayed up all night just to see if you could
- drama camp
- boys didn’t have facial hair
- emo was cool
- perfume was just for mums
- buying your first cd
- five dollars was a good amount of money
- typing quickly was really hard |
| Wednesday, December 12th, 2007 |
| 12:15 pm |
this is going to be a killer summer! -brand new with sam and bee -coast trips -driving to the gold coast -Sydney hangs with nic -seeing bee and couch sleep overs on her crazy comfy couches -ad being in red hill -working and it being so easy -g+t -frosty fruits! -tanning Current Music: four year strong |
| Wednesday, November 14th, 2007 |
| 7:50 pm |
How can someone who used to be one of the coolest people you knew, someone who you looked up to and wanted to protect at the same time, someone who you just knew you would always love no matter what and someone who you know so well them seem just like another part of yourself, and if they ever left you it would be like someone cutting off one of your real limbs, turn out to be so different? Turn out to be someone who you’re not proud of and who you try to love with all your heart but somehow in the back of your mind you know that because your trying it isn’t supposed to happen. I find the old saying of trying to ‘walk in someone else’s shoes’ is usually a really good way to try and feel compassion for people who irritate the absolute crap out of me. But when there is no motive for someone to be just a down right hurtful wanker I never can get it. I am caught between my morals and the truth that is humanity in everything you do. |
| Saturday, November 3rd, 2007 |
| 7:25 pm |
the problem with going away is that you have to come back! |
| Wednesday, October 17th, 2007 |
| 1:09 pm |
im pretty glad nichola is coming home :) im pretty glad im going to sydney :) im pretty glad its almost summer :) im pretty glad im about to see turk :) im pretty glad ryan got a new queen bed :) im pretty gad hey! Current Mood:  just amCurrent Music: buzz |
| Friday, September 28th, 2007 |
| 2:22 pm |
+ mexican dinner nights with tequila + the sun + working on my tan (this could be working better) + finding uni much eaiser then last semester + boyfs hair, and boyf in general + my new shoes + betting the nerds + rekindeling with old friends + summer heights high + ice cream + daffodil smell + wednesday wedges hour + long hair + jelly beans + riding bikes + my old jeans + thinking about mr driver having a child + sunglasses + cold beer + scrubs scrubs scrubs + when so many things go wrong its funny + stealing boyf shirts + when my mum tells me shes boycotting shampoo + when my mum tells me she no longer will eat butter + that im late to the dentist!!!!!!!! Current Mood:  sick one |
| Thursday, September 6th, 2007 |
| 7:29 pm |
how dare you even try to ever speak with me in any form. you might think your being nice. but i know your just shit. you are the worst person i have ever and probably will ever meet in my whole life and i hope you burn in hell. you made my life so shit and i will forever hate you for it. i will never forgive and i will never forget. you cant just pull out a hi how are you. i never wish bad things. but i wish them all on you. you deserve nothing good to ever happen to you, you are less then the gum on my shoes. your life is a joke and you are going no where. fuck off. you are trash. i hope you get hit by a truck. you are a worthless piece of shit. |
| Thursday, August 30th, 2007 |
| 2:55 pm |
i wish other people didn't change. i want thing they way they were. but when i think about it, it wasn't the best then. i wish i could do it when people told me 'just don't think about it' i love you. when did we get this way. somewhere between children and bitter. i remember when we were friends. i can say that about so many people. i always wonder if you remember me. i will never call you. but i will always want to. i remember being awake. i remember how you looked. i remember how we looked together. when i look at you its just a huge gap of what used to be there. and i have new things now. but they feel odd. i dont fit in the only place i should. i miss things i never really had. and you don't understand when i get angry. this was what i always wanted. you can't be happy with one thing. i can't do anything but forget you. if you hate the taste of wine, why do you drink it till your blind? and if your swear that theres no truth then who cares, how come you say it like your right? why are you scared to dream of god when its salvation that you want? i don't know. everyone went away. everyone just up and left. everyone. just. leaves. one way or another. there is no rest for the wicked. everyone wants the same things. i love you. i love everything about you i never had. Current Music: brighteyes |
| Tuesday, June 26th, 2007 |
| 3:09 pm |
There was always someone before you. Everything they say to you they will have already said to them. When you say I love you it is a quote. |
| Thursday, June 7th, 2007 |
| 1:13 pm |
I know that the phrase ‘I remember when you used to be fun’ and what i really feel 'i remember when i used to like you' is becoming part of my vocabulary for more and more people. Maybe I am getting harder to please as winter moves in im tired all the time from studying.
Maybe they were always like this and I just used to be a lot better at lying to myself about other people’s flaws. Either way, seeing clearly comes with a price.
Maybe ignorance was bliss.
Even if only for a little while. |
| Thursday, May 31st, 2007 |
| 10:32 am |
NACHO DAY NACHO DAY NACHO DAY!!! |
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