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According to Urban Dictionary... [Oct. 3rd, 2007|05:02 pm]
[mood |awakeawake]

1. phia

the type of girl who takes your breath away and is unforgettable. also known as Fia. if you ever meet a fia, make sure to grab on and never let go

"i had a phia once, but i lost her and have regretted it ever since"

Just fyi. I'm fuckin balla.
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(no subject) [Feb. 17th, 2007|01:07 pm]
[music |What if No One's Watching ~ Ani]

GO OUTSIDE! RIGHT NOW! IT'S NOT GONNA STAY LIKE THIS FOREVER!

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(no subject) [Feb. 13th, 2007|05:39 pm]
I close my eyes
Thought I was lost but I was stranded
I go outside
To my surprise the sky had landed
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Hey You [Feb. 12th, 2007|04:51 pm]
[music |Movin' Out - Billy Joel]

I love you. I cannot accept this. You know I can't. You know that what you're doing will never be okay in my eyes. I'm sorry.
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Giving Up [Jan. 15th, 2007|12:30 am]
[mood |depresseddespondent]
[music |Wreck of the Day - Ana Nalick]

Why am I cursed to need everyone to like me? Why do I feel like the only girl not picked for dodgeball? How, at this point in my life, have I just now become the fat kid with whom no one wants to be friends? How do I never see this coming? How did I get fucked over?

I ditched People to be friends with Person only for Person to become friends with People overnight and ditch me right back, right in front of me with no regard for my feelings; I would go as far to say completely ignoring that my feelings exist. How? Why?

Why can't I just give up?

Driving away from the wreck of the day
And the light's always red in the rear-view
Desperately close to a coffin of hope
I'd cheat destiny just to be near you
If this is giving up, then I'm giving up
If this is giving up, then I'm giving up, giving up
On love, On love

Driving away from the wreck of the day
And I'm thinking 'bout calling on Jesus
'Cuz love doesnt hurt so I know I'm not falling in love
I'm just falling to pieces
And if this is giving up then I'm giving up
If this is giving up then I'm giving up, giving up
On love, On love

Maybe I'm not up for being a victim of love
All my resistance will never be distance enough

Driving away from the wreck of the day
And it's finally quiet in my head
Driving alone, finally on my way home to the comfort of my bed
And if this is giving up, then I'm giving up
If this is giving up, then I'm giving up, giving up
On love, On love
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READ ME READ ME [Dec. 5th, 2006|05:19 pm]
[mood |contentcontent]

Hey guys, I know I haven't written in a while but if you all could take just a few seconds for this, it would be great. Bristol-Myers Squibb is doing this project for AIDS where for every person who goes to this website and "light's a candle" they will donate one dollar to AIDS prevention and treatment.

All you have to do is click on this link:

https://www.lighttounite.org/

And click on a candle.

Thank you.
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I'm here to be your only go between, to tell you of the sights these eyes have seen. [Nov. 13th, 2006|07:40 pm]
[mood |depresseddepressed]
[music |The Red Hot Chili Peppers]

I've got some serious stressed-out-ness/depression going on. Classes are stressful but nothing I can't manage. Then add registration, You Can't Take it With You, Suzy Willhoft, serious broke-ness, mixed up Thanksgiving plans, and heading into my first winter off of anti-depressants and you've got daily tears. I just want to go home but when I go home it feels like visiting. It is visiting. So then where's home? Where do I ive? I feel like I've lost one of my best friends. And Tasha. I don't have enough time in the day for all of you, I'm sorry. I really am sorry. I can't be a good student, a good person, a good friend, a good roommate, a good girlfriend, a good daughter, and a good sister all at the same time. I just can't. I've tried. I can't try anymore. I love you all. Please believe that. If I don't call you or don't IM you or don't come see you, it's because I need that time for me. For my sanity. I'm sick of reapplying make-up three or four times a day. I'm sick of my eyes being continually puffy and no one noticing. Sometimes I cry in the shower so no one sees me. To avoid explanation. I can't explain it.

Oh God. Look at me crying to my livejournal. Disregard.
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'Cause we both know what it's like to be alone... [Oct. 31st, 2006|09:40 pm]
[mood |coldcold]

Sometimes I want to take off my make-up and high heels, put on sweats, and just listen to "Konstantine" and "Walking By" by Something Corporate on repeat. Leave it alone.
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The Best Idea I've Ever Had [Oct. 7th, 2006|04:05 pm]
[mood |cheerfulcheerful]
[music |I Can't Take It - Tegan and Sarah]

The more I think about what tattoo I want on my eighteenth birthday... the more I realize exactly which one I want and very few people will understand it.

Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting

Fuck yes. Angelina Ballerina.
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Some Pictures of My Space (my actual space not myspace) [Sep. 10th, 2006|08:07 pm]
[mood |tiredtired]

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