| summer gets monotonous as soon as july starts to set in
time for something new |
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| excellent. xanga's back and still running.
everyone's been so upbeat for the summer. if i could just have an ounce of their energy to get out and do more.
its hard enough getting out of bed and just move into the next room. its not laziness...i know its not.
so what is it? sure i was sad for awhile...really sad but can that still be affecting me?
everybody says stuff like you can't let things get to you but come on....whatever things they might be they're always going to get to you. its just how it goes. im just not used to being forgotten.
and im not used to being put out...brushed off...pushed aside for a little while.
im just not. truth is... no matter how much you stay busy your mind still runs those "things" through your mind
and all you can really do is just sit and wait for everything to be done processing and for everything to be forgotten.
they say patience is a virtue. but right now? its really just a pain in the ass. |
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| i fear that xanga has died |
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| let's go to san francisco |
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| i feel like i should feel shallow
that im suppose to feel awful for what i've done
and i assure you i do
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i had a reason
it was a good reason
but i dont like to be alone.
i couldnt stay alone...not after how long its been
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it should snow
autumn is suppose to wash away
the white powder is suppose to sweep over
and cover everything. take away everything
to rest in it
to play in it
to be in it
aye...it should snow.
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