January 2011
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(&) Delinquents
“Behind every mask lies a man, who cannot live in his own skin. He lives by the flask, bathes in his past, and he dies by his own sins.”
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Cold Desert
“I’ve never ever cried when I was feeling down;
I’ve always been scared of the sound.
Jesus don’t love me, no one ever carried my load…
I’m too young to feel this old.”
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Dream 2: On the Run
My second dream wasn’t nearly as grand as my first one. In fact, it was quite scary… My brother and I had become bandits, running away from the police because of some crime which we may or may not have committed (I honestly didn’t know). We ranquite fast, dodging the police cars by ducking into random alleyways. In one particular alleyway, we decided to change our appearance...
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Dream 1: Being the 3rd Millionaire
Have you ever heard of the Millionaires? If you haven’t you need to. RIGHT. NOW. They’re like Ke$ha, except they were around before her, and are more vulgar (which I love!) Overall, they’re just amazing!
Somewhat recently, one of the members (Dani) left the group. Now there are two members instead of 3 (sisters Allison and Melissa). In my dream I had apparently become the...
Life. Pt 2
Last night, I spent 15 hours in bed. That’s right, FIFTEEN GLORIOUS HOURS. i spent 3 hours just thinking, before finally drifting off to sleep… when I woke up I decided to spend another 2 hours thinking about my revelation from the night before. But during those 10 hours of broken, jittery sleep (I woke up almost every hour) I had many freakishly detailed dreams… I can...
Life.
So for some strange reason last night I felt like complete and utter crap. I didn’t want to see/hear/talk to any of my family members, so I locked myself in my room, claiming that i was going to bed (haha yeah right, it was 6 in the evening). I laid in bed, just thinking to myself… It’s strange what thoughts come across while you’re doing nothing. I thought about life,...
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Goodnight Moon
“So good night you, and goodnight moon,
When you’re all that I think about…
All that I dream about…
How’d I ever breathe without, a kiss from goodnight you?”
To Catch a Snipe
reoccurringdreams:
enough is enough—no more time for charades. my mind’s racing like my pulse; I’m fed up with these games. no more reaching or needing these “not-quite friends”… they made a puppet out of me, I’ll make a puppet out of them.
Watchchristopherlgi:
i can’t stop laughing at this. don’t know why, but i’m ok with that.
I felt really bad for laughing, but I couldnt help myself!
Sooo I’m pretty sure my computer’s allergic to tumblr. But its alllll good, at least i can get on for maybe 2 minutes at a time? Fanfreakingtastic. :)