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Thursday, October 30, 2008
Loser Song Syndrome
daphne loves derby keeps on teasing me. it's been almost a year (i think) since i last heard their song, but through an unexpected turn of events i heard the very song last night and it has been bugging me since. last night of all times. hmmm... is that weird? or is it just me? i am, after all, a master of deriving profound meanings from run-of-the-mill occurrences.
Can you take this silence like a pill so I can breathe again?
I've been trying to ignore the best part of you.
oh god, help me. i hate that title!
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On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs. I am haunted by waters." -Norman Maclean, The River Runs Through It
lostandconfused lost herself at 4:08 AM
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Saturday, October 25, 2008
vulnerable moment
i'd trade a million for your thoughts. if i had the money.
nah!
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questions have been answered, but somehow i have never been more confused and vulnerable in my life.
i know dawn will soon follow. there is not an ounce of doubt about that, but i fear i've been too deprived of light in my life and grown too accostumed to the dimness that i dare not look at the sun. so i wish you'd just tell me because i'm too afraid to ask.
this is something i cannot fight. i don't even know you.
so i cannot try; you know i can't.
but when you died, it seemed like a part of me died with you.
and you're not even dead yet.
my words, although melodramatic, lame, vague, incomplete, nonsensical... and maybe missing some lines...
they mean the world to me.
lostandconfused lost herself at 7:41 PM
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vulnerable moment
i'd trade a million for your thoughts. if i had the money.
nah!
- - -
questions have been answered, but somehow i have never been more confused and vulnerable in my life.
i know dawn will soon follow. there is not an ounce of doubt about that, but i fear i've been too deprived of light in my life and grown too accostumed to the dimness that i dare not look at the sun. so i wish you'd just tell me because i'm too afraid to ask.
this is something i cannot fight. i don't even know you.
so i cannot try; you know i can't.
but when you died, it seems like a part of me died with you.
and you're not even dead yet.
my words, although melodramatic, lame, vague, incomplete, nonsensical... and maybe missing some lines...
they mean the world to me.
lostandconfused lost herself at 7:41 PM
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Saturday, October 4, 2008
unwelcomed vulnerability
i'm having disturbing dreams.
no, not nightmares. in fact, they are quite the opposite. however, my dreams for the past few days have been so vivid that they almost seem real. usually, i can tell when i'm dreaming. but these dreams... i'm almost convinced that they're really happening. and the frightening part is i do want them to be real. terribly. sad, i know.
i'm beginning to sound pathetic. sigh.
lostandconfused lost herself at 3:45 AM
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