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Friday, May 11, 2007

4.

Tuesday, April 03, 2007

That boy, he thinks with his heart

because he has no brain!

Saturday, March 17, 2007

I know it hurts. But it's life, and it's real. And sometimes it fucking hurts, but it's life, and it's pretty much all we got.

Saturday, March 03, 2007

I've still got it :)

Friday, March 02, 2007

GP was hilarious, and scary because I think I subconsciously intentionally screwed up my essay by randomly quoting My Chemical Romance.

But well you know, I've made up for it by mugging Chem (OHO!) and I must say, you know you're an Official Mugger when you say things like:

(Oh come on, laugh la. My sense of humour has NOT deteriorated since the start of the year!)

Wednesday, February 28, 2007

you need to know the difference between a father and a lover

I walked for twenty minutes alone in the rain today, with my softball jacket keeping me warm and Jimmy Eat World keeping me emo. Oh haha GP's tomorrow.

We never change, do we
we never learn, do we

Oh, how I've changed.

Sunday, February 25, 2007

lola: manni? do you love me?
manni: sure, i do.
lola: how can you be so sure?
manni: i don't know. i just am.
lola: i could be some other girl.
manni: no.
lola: why not?
manni: because you're the best.
lola: the best what?
manni: the best girl.
lola: of all the girls in the world?
manni: sure.
lola: how do you know?
manni: i just do.
lola: you think so.
manni: okay, i think so.
lola: you see? you aren't sure.
manni: are you nuts or what?
lola: what if you never met me?
manni: what do you mean?
lola: you'd be telling the same thing to someone else.
manni: okay, if you don't want to hear it.
lola: i don't want to hear anything, i want to know how you feel.
manni: okay, my feelings say... that you're the best.
lola: who's 'your feelings' anyway?
manni: it's me. my heart.
lola: your heart says 'hi manni she's the one.'
manni: exactly.
lola: and you say 'thanks for the information, see you around.'
manni: exactly.
lola: and you do whatever your heart says?
manni: well it doesn't really say anything. i don't know. it just... feels.
lola: so what does it feel now?

It's strange that words are so inadequate. Yet, like the asthmatic struggling for breath, so the lover must struggle for words. - T. S. Eliot

Tuesday, February 20, 2007

everybody's cleared the room
and they'll dress you up
stand you in all the right places
words like honey
smile as they change your faces
with no regard to you at all
and you find they treat you like a paper doll

Sunday, February 18, 2007

If you had to wear a sign around your neck that said what you were feeling, what would yours say?

Btw these new labelling things Blogger has are pissing me off.