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Name: Air
Birthday: 8/8/1991
Gender: Female
Interests: i looove music!!! its my life!!! i love to play soccer, read books, hang with the crew, pretend to sound ghetto, and i like ot read and occasionally write poetry, ya know do artsy stuff...
Expertise: being a ditz....ticklish...poke me and i squeak! mim says that...well only because you do!!!!! gosh..ok w/e anyway so yea i am good debating in worldview(boring!! from mim) .... ummm..... im a pretty good singer...im not to great at spanish tho....mim says that....hehe well only cuz its true.... anyway yea so yea....im done....and im a rele good artiste....pastel and oils are the best...ok yea sooo u will prolly find out that im very blond at certain times.... but thats beside the point...what point? i don't see a point? so? ok yea sooo read my posts...i can get very interesting....
Occupation: Artist
Industry: Entertainment
Message: message me
Member Since:
12/8/2005
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| Current mood: melancholy
Category: Music
Title: Wrong Turn
Artist: Jack Johnson
And I'll wait here a while
Just long enough to be sure
That you didn't make a wrong turn
And I'll wait long enough
Maybe an hour or two
Before I decide it wasn't me, it was you
It wasn't me it was you
And I would like you to know
Although it seems sad to say
This was only the worst hour of my day
The worst hour of my day
How long has it been on your mind?
Do you think about it when we laugh?
I think that it's a big mistake
Because I think that we could make it last
Even if it's just for a while
And I'll wait here for now
Just long enough to be sure
That you really want to go through with this
Because I don't really want to go through with this
Do you really want to go through with this?
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| so i have a lot to say but not enough time to say it.
i'll explain later.
but speaking of swinging, i went the other day and it was tons of fun, this kid in a top hat and suspender's asked me to dance, sounds geeky but it was a blast. | | |
| what do you do when you find that you want something so badly but you can't get it? or rather you shouldn't get it? but that there is a possibility that you could get it and be incandescently happy?
just a question.
i think that the answere is to just wait and be patient. i've been discovering that lately. patience (as well as the ability to ignore the urge to be lazy) is a virtue that i desparetly need to improve on. argg. i wish that they could just put mounds of information in your head when you turn 11. that would save you so much trouble. Young enough that you know whats-what (sometimes at least) but old enough to apreciate the benefits of the information and not make as many stupid mistakes. If only. Then you would know that saying you like goobers isn't going to make you sound like a retard and can steer around that. Then you would know. i wish i knew. i supose we have to make mistakes but it's still soooooooo agrivating. i'm a perfectionist in some areas and when i mess up it agrivates the crap outa me simply because hindsight is 20/20 and you can see that if you thought about it for about 20 more seconds you wouldn't have made that mistake. if you had been patient you wouldn't have made that mistake. | | |
| Suspension:
When good girls hang out with good bad-boys for three hours..
Susy Sunshine:
The woman who doesn't like you becuase you had fun instead of going to an AP history class.
Last Thursday:
Totally worth it
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| what do you need?
you need what God gives you
what do you want?
what your natural instincts tell you, what the world tells you
what do you love?
this is the hardest one. this is where you decide between God and the world. this is where i screw up
how do you not get hurt?
still haven't figured this out yet, all i've come up with is to not be so trusting... i'm not very good at that
should you put yourself out there?
def. not, why get hurt?
why am i hurting?
cuz i already put myslef out there, and i screwed up
moral of the story (or in this case "questions") :
be careful, don't trust many people, and don't let your emotions cloud your judgement, especially when you know your right. because then everything just goes wrong
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....I'll wear my badge... a vinyl sticker with big block letters adherent to my chest
That tells your new friends i am a visitor here...
I am not permanent
And the only thing keeping me dry is where i am
.....You seem so so out of context in this gaudy apartment complex
A stranger with your door key explaining that i am just visiting
And i am finally seeing why i was the one worth leaving
The district sleeps alone tonight after the bars turn out their lights
And send the autos swerving into the loneliest evening
And i am finally seeing why i was the one worth leaving
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