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i WATCHED THE WALLS AROUND ME CRUMBLE, BUT iT'S NOT LiKE i WONT BUiLD THEM UP AGAiN. SO HERE'S YOUR LAST CHANCE FOR REDEMPTiON, SO TAKE iT WHiLE iT LASTS BECAUSE iT WiLL END. AND MY TEARS ARE TURNiNG iNTO TiME i'VE WASTED TRYiNG TO FiND A REASON FOR GOODBYE. i WONT BE THE ONE TO CHASE YOU, BUT AT THE SAME TiME YOU'RE THE HEART THAT i CALL HOME. i'M ALWAYS STUCK WiTH THESE EMOTiONS AND THE MORE i TRY TO FEEL, THE LESS i'M WHOLE. MY TEARS ARE TURNiNG iNTO TiME i'VE WASTED TRYiNG TO FiND A REASON FOR GOODBYE. i CAN'T LiVE WiTHOUT YOU, CAN'T BREATHE WiTHOUT YOU, i DREAM ABOUT YOU. HONESTLY TELL ME THAT iT'S OVER BECAUSE iF THE WORLD iS SPiNNiNG AND i'M STiLL LiViNG, iT WONT BE RiGHT iF WE'RE NOT iN iT TOGETHER. TELL ME THAT iT'S OVER AND i'LL BE THE FiRST TO GO. DON'T LET ME BE THE LAST TO KNOW. TELL ME THAT iT'S OVER. HONESTLY, TELL ME THAT iT'S OVER. TELL ME THAT iT'S OVER NO MOMENT WiLL BE MORE TRUE THAN THE MOMENT i LOOK AT YOU. AND THAT iS ALL i'M PRAYiNG, THAT SOMEDAY YOU WILL UNDERSTAND. AND THAT iS ALL i'M PRAYiNG, THAT SOMEDAY i WiLL UNDERSTAND.

 

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lindseyethatsme

:: 2007 15 April :: 2.19pm
:: Music: hiding under water-beth hart

what best means.
erica came over this morning.
i have needed a best friend for a long time.

she has always been the only one.


i think once you really, truly experience having a friend that you spend every moment possible with,

who sees you grow,
and knows your worries and doubts,
knows what makes you laugh,
and cry,
and scream,
and silent,
knows the things you hide,
the dreams you push down,
and even the way you love,

i do not believe that is replaceable.

we ate fondue last night and talked for long hours.
i really hope she won't let me down again.


i really hope we can stay friends.
that would be nice.
i feel like i can tell her everything.


no one is trust worthy like that anymore.


advice for life:
don't take any one for granted.
broken arms still long to be held.

play me a melody on the piano

lindseyethatsme

:: 2007 13 April :: 11.59am
:: Music: art lord and the self portraits.

impulses


holy crap.

i just entered into TeenVogue's contest search for a new intern this summer.


i am so freaking nervous.



play me a melody on the piano

lindseyethatsme

:: 2007 7 April :: 1.34am
:: Mood: very mixed.
:: Music: Black Bear.

the weights of being eighteen, already.
tonight was my birthday.


tonight we found out that emma was paralyzed on monday night from the waist down.



we tried to all smile through presents.
and i have never felt so weighed down while laughing.






lyric for the night:

and the human heart is the hardest part,
the softest spot for the sharpest darts,
but nothing, and i mean nothing, will
feel as real as when it's filled.

play me a melody on the piano

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