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Tuesday, April 26, 2005

how many times do I have to try and tell you im sorry for the pain....

I had a really enjoyable weekend learned a lot about people, life, and decisions so thank you to all who partook in my good experiences, if not for you I would have been doing something lame like watching bonus features to all my movies.

EP was hot, sticky, and sad :( they have been good for the soul and i hope everyone had an awesome time while they were together because i have.

Ron QOD: I saw you from across the party and I felt compelled to tell you, that you have one magnificent hiney. I mean that thing is good, I mean real good. I wanna be friends with it.


Sunday, January 30, 2005

How long after the motar set did the joy remain?

When one embraces a moment of rapture from the past, either by trying to reclaim it or by refusing to let it go, how can its brightness not tarnish, turn grey with longing and sorrow, until the wild spell of the remembered interlude is lost altogether and the memory of sadness claims its rightful place in the mind?

And what is it we expect from the sun-drenched past?

There is no formula for re-entry, nothing we can do to enable reconstruction.

The features of an absent loved one's face are erased one by one, the timbre of the voice drowned by the noise of the world.

Fondly recalled landscapes are savagely altered; we lose them tree by tree.       Urquhart


Thursday, December 30, 2004

on again off again

i wanted to start over, but i couldnt get the words out the way they needed to sound

did you ever really care??


Monday, November 22, 2004

With my feet on the dash the world doesn't matter-Gibbard


Wednesday, October 20, 2004

so here i am, here we lie in this sea of torment, counting down the days and wondering what else we can implement and divide..

"why does progress look so much like destruction?" steinbeck

 



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