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| So what d oyou do when you're 2 months behind on your xanga?
Do you fill in all the places (because OH BELIEVE ME, there are many) or do you just start from where you are?
Happy New Year
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| i didn't miss him all day. here and there he crossed my mind. but i just left yesterday, so he's still so fresh in my mind.
i went to work. and i loved work. and i loved being busy. and seeing some of my friends last night is EXACTLY what i needed. i need my friends. they make me so happy.
but my friends don't come home with me. they aren't there in my bed to lie with and be close to. that's what he's for. he's my friend, but he's more than that. bc i can tangle my body up in his and fall asleep. i just need a goodnight hug&kiss, and to fall asleep with his arm around me.
i'd be ok if i had that. i wouldn't miss him if i had a moment at night.
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You love being around people, and you are deeply committed to your friends.<br />
You are also unconventional, irreverent, and unimpressed by authority and rules.<br />
Incredibly perceptive, you can usually sense if someone has hidden motives.<br />
You use lots of colorful language and expressions. You're quite the storyteller!<br />
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In love, you are quite the charmer. And you are definitely willing to risk your heart.<br />
You often don't follow through with your flirting or professed feelings. And you do break a lot of hearts.<br />
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At work, you are driven but not a workaholic. You just always seem to enjoy what you do.<br />
You would make an excellent entrepreneur, politician, or journalist.<br />
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How you see yourself: compassionate, unselfish, and understanding<br />
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When other people don't get you, they see you as: gushy, emotional, and unfocused
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| didn't sleep well at ALL last night. don't really know what it was. weird dreams about my friends and their families and lots of extra sherbert and bugs in their houses that I have to clean. like I said, weird. I'm overwhelmed with the feeling of being alone. Overwhelmed. Annoyed. Sick. Knowing I can do much better for myself. I can not be alone. But settling is much more irritating. I settled with the last one, let's not even get into how irritated I was just at the sight of him. Do I want a relationship? Someone, or just something? Bide my time, keep me interested, ensure that I'm "getting some". Isn't that just using someone. For time and companionship, not that I actually want to get involved in another something and invest my emotion, etc. I have too much emotion as it is, no point in trying to infect the world with more. I have lots of conversations with myself before I fall asleep. And then I fall asleep grinding my teeth to all hell and cracking my jaw. Stress. Stressed about the conversations with people I'll never have. Freak happenings. My mother dies in a car crash, how do I take care of everything? What would I say at the funeral? Things that shouldn't just POP into people's heads. In my head. But they're there.
It's been a while since I've seen you smile
But now you've come back again
Came into the room and you saw my girl
And you asked her how long it's been
"A year" she said and you shook your head
Said "I'm surprised it's gone on that long"
Baby, Baby, Baby Bitch
For words I am at a loss
Baby, Baby, Baby Bitch
I'm better now please fuck off
What else you gonna say when while you're back
on your stay
Maybe something, maybe nothing, we'll see
It's just too bad, you're beautiful I guess
I wasn't for you and you weren't for me
Baby, Baby, Baby Bitch
Please slip back into yourself
Baby, Baby, Baby Bitch
Go conquer someone else
People say, "How beautiful, how sweet, how kind"
You're perfect, you've got nothing to hide
But I, for one, have seen the sun
And the bitch that you've locked up inside
Got fat, got angry, started hating myself
Wrote "Birthday Boy" for you babe
Now I'm skinny and sick and paranoid
Without a cent to my name
Baby, Baby, Baby Bitch
Fuck you, you stinkin' ass ho
Most beauty I've seen
you come from a dream
But I can't close my eyes anymore
No, I can't close my eyes anymore
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| 2 sentence weblogs. brief. quotes. completely not explaining anything to anyone. but i know what it means. and i get it off my chest. and i come back to my journals and i read and know and feel what i mean. i don't have to make anything private, only i know what it means anyhow.
but lay it out for you guys? here's the thing:
i have moments. moments of lunacy. moments of sanity. mere moments. journal entries come in moments. i feel it, i post it. don't read too deep into it. because the bottom line of it is that i'm fine. i'm really fine. i have priorities. and for once, they're in order. i'm working on it. i'm doing it. there is movement, and it is forward. pickle may be right. he said that i'll look back at all this madness in my life one day and it will be so small, so insignificant, but would have catalyzed so much movement, happiness in my life.
but i do hate that my friends are so scattered around the world. i want a me party where everyone just magically comes together and hangs out with me and i get to see them all... oh well? a me party. that does sound sweet, though.
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