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Feb. 1st, 2005 @ 12:52 am
Ok, this self-consious kid is finding it very hard to read a journal when it is written to someone in anger. It seems like they are always talking to me. I spend an entire day terrified that I pissed someone off, then...
I never really find out.

Ok, a new resolution. No posting when I'm angry. I have no idea who else feels the same way.

Elegy for Missed Opportunities Dec. 25th, 2004 @ 11:19 am
To you,
You will be leaving, and I will be left
in a social and emotional purgatory,
forced to wander halls and sidewalks
in search of something worth having
(someone worth knowing).
I have fostered an affinity for you
that turned into a dependance.
I was far outmatched
by your addictive personality
and your admirable soul.
You should know
you will be more than missed.

I won't call you until you call me. I understand that I took a little too much of your time, and I will let you recoup.-But please, call me quickly. There isn't a whole lot of time left before you go.

I think we did have some strong conversations while we were there. I wasn't funny (I never came with the intentions of being so). I learned you a little better at the library, I learned you a lot better before the movies.

To you,
You are a happy person with a contagion oddly related to smiling. It is amazing and rare these days to see problems as mere details and joy as the point.
You have the whole world pegged.
Now what? Paris? Prague?
My unattainable dreams will simply be a photo in your pocket book and a memory in the back of your head. Why can't I be you?
What great tragedy taught you to uproot
and simply be and do?
Who is this magnificant mentor who teaches you
how to escape prudence and repetition?
Will you introduce us?

To you,
A pocket book with a thousand different smiles,
and a pouch with a thousand different reasons to use each one.
You have been down, you are there now, but you will never stay.
I know you too well. You always realize what's important,
explain your thoughts to your imagination,
and move on.
You haven't finished this yet, but I know you will.
You manage to dream and function at the same time.
You know that place between asleep and awake?

I want to ditch it all and run with you.










I love you all.

Dec. 24th, 2004 @ 10:52 pm
This is a test post to see if the HTML improv I just did actually worked.
It had better; I spent too much time doing it.
Current Mood: amusedI'm hating this emoticon-guy
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