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|Jessika (profile) wrote, |
on 7-21-2004 at 12:26am
|Current mood: emo
Music: Bright Eyes - Haligh, Haligh, a lie, Haligh
Subject: I like the eyes. Can I have them?
|"There is no beginning to the story. A bookshelf sinks into the sand and a language learned and forgot, in turn, is studied once again.
It's a shocking bit of footage viewed from a shitty TV screen.
You can squint through snowy static to make out the meaning.
Just keep on stretching the antennae, hoping that it will come clear.
We need some reception, a higher message, just tell us what to fear.
Because I don't know what tomorrow brings. It is alive with such possibilities...
We need a record of our failures. We must document our love.
I have sat too long in my silence. I have grown too old in my pain.
To shed this skin, be born again, it starts with an ending.
So thank you friends for the time we shared. My love stays with you like sunlight and air.
Oh how I truly wish I could keep hanging around here but my joy is covering me.
Soon, I will disappear.
It's not a movie, no private screening. This method acting, well, I call that living.
It's like a fountain, a door has been opened. We have a problem with no solution
but to love and to be loved.
So, I've made peace with the falling leaves. I see their same fate in my own body.
But I won't be afraid when I am awoken from this dream and returned to that
which gave birth to me. And the story goes on and on and on and on..."
That is for my "friend(s) with problems" (It is indeed mutual)....My interpretations are usually wrong, but it works swell for the emssage I am trying to get across if you happen to think like me.
Today I went to the museum. I was very happy when Spencer showed up. He's a nice kid. But, I was about to hate him because he was late and I thought he was a no-show. I could not take 28 kids at once. My group was younger than his. They were bored and bratty and clingy and I was reminded why I hate little kids.
Everyone should listen to Pretty Girls Make Graves sometime. Especially if you like the Yeah Yeah Yeahs.
I BEAT ALICE!!!! ALL OF MY OBSSESSION TIME PAID OFF!!! I BEAT IT!!!
My computer is messing up. I hope I can post this.
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Making peace with death all around... Love and be loved... Search for answers, but expect them to be given... Live for an uncertain tomorrow... to become something new we must forget everything (including relationships) of the past, yet we should keep a record of our love...