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Sep. 2nd, 2006 | 08:40 am

it was an amazing birthday for sean. everyone thought it was cute how he blew out the candle on his ice cream.

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Aug. 28th, 2006 | 10:49 pm
music: "Apathetimatic" - Deezrik's Wound

i feel erased. from my friends' lives. draw me a picture of a new day.

dot dot scribble dash bass clef scratch dot scribble line line curve stop erase....

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your dreams are your greatest escape

Aug. 28th, 2006 | 10:32 pm

in all seriousness, all i want to do is dream. i have found nothing more fulfilling than a beautiful dream. my life should consist of dreaming, eating, and hiking. what a vision, right? to have that kind of life. i want to be free. i imagine myself in a bed made of clouds, on a sunny day, above the Andes following the pattern of the rivers below. esperanza (hope)

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Aug. 28th, 2006 | 07:02 pm

being alone is my biggest fear.

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fuck life?

Aug. 27th, 2006 | 08:31 pm

lately i have been very depressed. i'v lost total interest in what i use to love doing. music has lost interest with the exeption of one song. i use to love to not care. to be like a child. but the thresholds of life have finally grabbed ahold of me. reality is so vivid, like a painting in a white room. i have devoted so some much time to nothing and working for something that disappears so quickly. i am at a constant struggle with myself and i wish someone would take me away, set me free. like a balloon. there's always something on my mind, something negative. no one really seems to mind because i hide it so damn well. someone once said i was beautiful.

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Aug. 9th, 2006 | 07:47 am

Chicago is one tall city.

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Jul. 30th, 2006 | 01:02 pm

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Dalai Lama

Jul. 30th, 2006 | 08:53 am

"If someone does not smile at you, be generous and offer your own smile. Nobody needs more a smile than the one that cannot smile to others."

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One Day

Jul. 27th, 2006 | 11:46 pm

the world will turn blue again.

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Jul. 26th, 2006 | 09:39 pm

how long how long until i see you?

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Jul. 26th, 2006 | 09:21 pm
music: i was born on a wednesday. around eleven. pm/am?

baby when you scream it makes no sense

but the insicurity explains it all

baby your mother is politician

your father ran away and your eyes are still the same color

they both like the same tea

and they both thought you were a mistake

and when they tried to take you back your eyes were the brightest

and when they tried to take you back the nurse did not act hesitant

but when they turned around you eyes did sure glow

your momma lives at the capital

while your papa starves

for you

your momma

and food

baby what will you do

baby what will you become

baby tell them love 'em both

two kisses same love and not one single regret

how many numbers can count

and how many crayons do you have

what will you leave behind

what makes you happy

what keeps ya content

two kisses same love and not one single regret

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Jul. 23rd, 2006 | 11:33 pm
mood: my hand is bleeding- guess.
music: none- G.

Happy birthday. It was swell.

I saw many people tonight- as would expect at any "Anarco-Punk Fest". But among those people i saw someone i have been eager to to see in a long- Bryan. I miss him. It was nice to see him. didn't expect to see him in LA though.

I had fun tonight. so many friend. so much love. "tears of joy for sure".

oh man my hand fukked up. i dunno what i'm going to do. it'll make a nice scar. :]

Julie i love you. sleepy head.

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Jul. 23rd, 2006 | 11:02 am
mood: ojos oscuros.
music: Bright Eyes.

my mother is currently in the hospital. the last three days she was doing horrible, but now she feels better. tommorrow morning she will be having surgery and i have never been so afraid in life.

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This thing i wrote.

Jul. 20th, 2006 | 10:19 pm

growing old
you become fragile
a tree's underbelly
the darkside of anothers)
so many stories
sitting side by side
(we listen
the news- you grow old
the time- become ostracized
the good the bad
you believe in innocence
yet carry the hatchet
you believe in salvation
but carry no love
for a brother a sister nor foe
but we grow old
like weeds

we are the seeds.

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Jul. 20th, 2006 | 07:47 pm
mood: slivered...
music: we face extinction and not even care.

Their words whisper lightly//Into newborn, virgin ears//"Our truth is the truth, seek no solace in finding roots"//But the shadows have foes//Like weeds we will grow//Like weeds we will grow//Now there's a war being waged//It's our words we must face//As our lives unfold//Convictions are old//The real truth is told//Like weeds we will grow//Grow

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transmitiendo pero no mintiendo.

Jul. 18th, 2006 | 11:28 pm
location: en lo mas oscuro te tu mente.
mood: bakla bahhhh bakla bahhhh
music: porfa!

alguna vez vamos a vivir un lugar en donde puedamos ver nuestra pequena luz. nuestro amor es algo muy profundo que esa la luna y las estrellas brillar con gusto. contento contento contento yY yY YYYYYY!!!! no pueden entender nos. tal vez quieren jugar pero nosotros queremos vivir.


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There's a war inside of you. And i wish not to be a part of it.

Jul. 18th, 2006 | 11:17 pm
mood: Pretty. God. Damn. Happy.

With friends you will find yourself running, and without them you shall find yourself hiding.

We are all part of one another.

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It's us against the world.

Jul. 16th, 2006 | 03:16 pm

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Jul. 10th, 2006 | 06:34 pm

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Jun. 27th, 2006 | 06:24 pm
location: between the buried and me
mood: artisticartistic

Asleep mid-sentence- the words fell apart.
No one is listening anyway.
This day will soon turn black
and my "wants and needs" will spill on me burning ashes.
I learned to be selfish today...
I learned to be alive.
These things I care for are for my personal gain
my personal happiness only.
Why should I sit in your chairs and satisfy your standards.
I've done it all before and I've confused myself a thousand times.
The tragic day that I call morality just doesn't do it for me anymore.
The day will turn black and I will have either lived or died.
Asleep mid-sentence- my words fall to the ground.
Swept into this dreamland.
Economic satisfaction.
Never succeed.
But happiness has its place.
Justice will not lie in your corner.
Throw myself in the corner
We have nothing to complain about here.
Tragic day seems too peaceful to most,
spoiled ambitions turned my heart to black, black.

Living dreams, loving dreams,
awakening to what I've always dreamt of.
Living dreams, loving dreams,
awakening to what I've always dreamt of.
The familliar sound, the familliar sound of the lovely love
from the love of my life will keep the notes coming.
From the reciting of the show, from the plip and shevanel,
from the grind that annoys, and the sarcasm they all hate

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