December 2009
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Let me see you stripped down to the bone.
– Depeche Mode
yeah
“Well there’s ladders and snakes and we all mistakes, and mine was loving you. It’s gone much too far when your blood red heart turns a deeper blue. Who’s gonna love you now?”
I love Hunter’s Revenge. No matter how ridiculous the songs sound sometimes.
If you died right now, would you die happy?
Today was a great day.
You may love it if you tried this detachment. From this distance, the beauty...
– Blaqk Audio
Lover, I am loveless.
– Affliction; AFI
Why do I always need to need you when you’re fleeing? Where do you go when...
– Eyes as Candles
At times like these, it’s obvious…
– “Obvious” - B182
work.
I hate when people stand too close to me and HARDCORE invade my personal space.
true story.
So I was listening to this song on the way home from middle of nowhere yesterday. And this part came on and it struck such a nerve. I always say that every song is the story of my life, but this is it, in a nutshell. Anyone who knows me well enough will vouch.
“Nobody knows you the way you know you
But I think I do
Stay, stay the same
Everything else will change
And I’ll always be...
against the wall, against your rules, against your skin.
– Sleepyhead; Passion Pit
Wow, I feel like a real college student.
Final exams, no sleep, mad adderall. LET’S DO THIS.
Today I read an entire novel in three and a half hours, made some chicken quesadillas with my cousin, and started to explore a new aspect of my life. :)
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In these crowded streets of grey, you bring color.
– Don’t Forget to Write; Last Winter
The first snow of the year always makes me super nostalgic. ♥
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Story of my life: drunk off wine and singing obnoxiously to every song I upload onto my laptop.
Love my life.
Protect me from what I want
– Placebo, “Protect Me From What I Want”
what?
This is the story of my life, huh?
I’m pretty lame, but I’m going through a lot of changes. Maybe I can stick to my word and do what’s right for me. Maybe I’ll even find out what is right for me.
“We were the kings and queens of promise; We were the victims of ourselves”