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[18 Jan 2005|12:36am] |
I LOVE PEOPLE
and meet the fockers was amazing.
everyone should watch it, the trailer for the ring 2 is the funniest thing ever.
ok so i was stoned. but it was worth it.
laugh a minute....for 5 minute intervals.
go team.
i'm now off to smell children.
LLAMA!!!
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[17 Jan 2005|06:43pm] |
The Great LiveJournal
Outage of 2005
During the outage I discovered this thing called a pencil that can write in this thing called a notebook.
What did you do?
Brought to you by geek-foo
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[17 Jan 2005|05:23pm] |
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time reversing and little kids are screaming out to their mommies.
drop those needles even though they're clean baby doll you don't need that junk no more.
beautiful stones roll down those green green hills and nothing but the sounds of birds will wake you.
let it all slide down let it all wash down with a cold glass of something pure and maybe you can hear the waterfalling splish splashing outside your window clear
window fogged
window glass.
if you're asking me questions i'll just have to nod and deliver you everything as it comes as it falls out of my jumbled head and into the air before me, let it's kiss hit your ears and leave the lipstick marks across the skin.
it won't burn i promise.
i'm too nice to ever hurt you. but i'll certainly confuse you, oh i'm sorry things won't make much sense.
but if you stop looking for the sense in all of this then maybe you'll see how beautiful and wonderful and magical everything really is despite the horrible things you'd see if you'd turn your head around.
so don't. just look at me. just let it all wash down with a glass of water and put your face to the cool of the window glass you fogged with your heavy sobbing breath.
it will be ok, it will be alright.
just listen carefully and let me be your guide-dog.
i'm sorry it can't make more sense.
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[17 Jan 2005|05:21pm] |
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“The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars..."
"I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another till i drop. This is the night, what it does to you. I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion."
"We turned at a dozen paces, for love is a duel, and looked up at each other for the last time."
"Offer them what they secretly want and they of course immediately become panic-stricken."
Oh Jack Kerouac, why must you be so brilliant?
Seriously...the more I find out about this guy, the more I'm lead to believe that there actually are intelligent and crazy people out there.
I think I just like poetry too much.
*shrugs*
Maybe the reason for me being so enamoured and enthralled by poetry and everything about it(word-wise, description-wise, whatever else) is that it's weird, and maybe that's why I'm weird. I've been writing my incoherent ramblings since I was 8, and I've taken it seriously since then too. I think its just a matter of poetry becoming a major, if not pivotal, point of my life...
or something.
Maybe I'm just way too thoughtful, and maybe I'm just going insane.
Anyone care to share their thoughts?
And would anyone care to tell me why my grandma is listening to rap?
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[17 Jan 2005|05:07pm] |
i feel like typing small, and by golly i think i'm going to.
so does anyone remember a boy i mentioned before, named mat?
well i'm dating him now. and boy do i love him.
a lot has happened in the last few months, once again, if you wanna read it, go to my echoesbleed account.
so i'm in the city finally.
i'm in my apartment, and living with justin and shane.
it's cool and such.
yep....i wish i had more things to talk about...which i really dont. so whatever.
i'm gonna go alert my friends in the echoesbleed journal about the switch.
bye now!
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[17 Jan 2005|04:43pm] |
i miss this journal.
i really do.
it was so much better than my other one.
echoes bleed is a lame journal.
so i think im going to start using this one again.
yep, definately.
so here comes the paperhearty girl again, i am back and i am loving it.
www.livejournal.com/users/echoesbleed is where i've been hiding if you wanna see what i've been up to for the last few months.
welcome back to me!!!
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[04 Oct 2004|04:48pm] |
well, seeing as there has been so much bullshit linked to my journal, i am no longer going to be livejournal-ing.
im making every entry in here private, because really, deleting it all would be pointless because the damage has already been done.
to everyone who is in my friends list, i want you to comment to this entry and if you want to keep in touch, tell me and what not.
i'll be around, just not in this journal.
good bye sweet journal, it's been fun.
adios.
Paula
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[04 Oct 2004|03:03am] |
Take it back, take it all back now
The things I gave
Like the taste of my kiss on your lips
I miss that now
I can't try any harder than I do
All the reasons I gave, excuses I made for you
I'm broken in two
All the things left undiscovered
Leave me empty and left to wonder
I need you
All the things left undiscovered
Leave me waiting and left to wonder
I need you
Yeah I need you
Don't walk away
Touch me now, how I wanna feel something so real
Please remind me, my love
And take me back
Cause I'm so in love with what we were
I'm not breathing, I'm suffocating without you
Until you feel it too
All the things left undiscovered
Leave me empty and left to wonder
I need you
All the things left undiscovered
Leave me waiting and left to wonder
I need you
Yeah I need you
When I'm in the dark and all alone
Dreamin' that you'll walk right through my door
It's then I know my heart is whole
There's a million reasons why I cry
Hold my covers tight and close my eyes
Cause I don't wanna be alone
All the things left undiscovered
Leave me empty and left to wonder
I need you
All the things left undiscovered
Leave me waiting and left to wonder
I need you
I need you
Cause I can't fake
And I can't hate
But it's my heart that's about to break
You're all I need
I'm on my knees
Watch me bleed
Would you listen please
I give in
I breathe out
I want you
There's no doubt
I freak out
I'm left out
Without you
I'm without
I'm crossed out
I'm kicked out
I cry out
I reach out
Don't walk away
i don't care who it's by. i like the lyrics.
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[03 Oct 2004|12:23am] |
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You don't need an exorcism, you need a BALLOONISM!
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[29 Sep 2004|03:57pm] |
i know i havent finished updating about my other shit yet, but OMG.
alexisonfire.
was.
amazing.
end of story. george stripped too, and climbed up to one of the balconies. it was hot. seeing a good looking-ish boy flail around in his boxers and scream. boys screaming is hot enough. but when you can see the way they convulse with every scream, dear lordy, hot.
anyway, i can't stay for long, so i'm gonna finish off with..
i have the greatest boyfriend in the world.
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[27 Sep 2004|09:27pm] |
ALEXISONFIRE TOMORROW!
yeah that's right.
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[25 Sep 2004|07:57pm] |
i've figured out why i talk so much when im fucked up.
i think alot when i'm altered.
and the more i talk, the less i'll think about what's really on my mind and the less i am able to cry.
i get so sad sometimes. i miss things.
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[21 Sep 2004|01:12am] |
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my weekend...ok...
friday i got called into the personal care home. which pissed me off, but whatever. i made moneys.
then i went home, and then went to work at the golf course.
then i went to see jarred.
and im drawing a blank suddenly.
OOOH i went to the gasbar and met up with jarred and dan, and then i saw tyler and alex driving around with a hockey helmet on top of alex's car, and talked to them for a bit, and then donna and jeff came, talked to them, then we eventually went to 3 mile.
party! w00t w00t.
started drinking, then kahleigh got all sad, so i helped her out, took her for a few walks and such.
then fucken desmond started fighting with darrell over tiffany. what a fuck head.
desmond fights with ANYONE.
ugh.
so once that was over, more things happened, i got a litle drunk, jarred got drunk too...lol
we stood around after a bunch of people left and listened to oasis.
yaaaaay oasis!
champagne supernova is a wicked song.
so after that was done, most people left, b/c it started raining, so then jarred and i took a pleasantly tanked danny home and he ended up telling me later that he puked alot after that..lol
then jarred and i went and did something that topped wednesday by far.
mainly because, as sappy as it sounds, he told me that he wanted to actually "make love" for once, and i think he planned to put "colorblind" by counting crows on repeat.
it was perfect, and ridiculously orgasmic.
he told me that was the first time he actualy realized that he really was in love with me, and just how much.
he told me that when he told me he loved me, that he did mean it but he was in love with the things i do, and how i am, and my personality, and how i made him feel, and what not
and friday pushed him to realize that he was in love with me.
yay!
so then i went home.
called him on the way home too.
weeeeee.
saturday i worked, which was cool.
got to work with stacie.
she's awesome.
and super cute.
she told me her boyfriend was like, "oh, so you're working with paula eh? guess i'm sleeping on the couch tonight then."
lol.
at work devin and alex and some guy i didnt know showed up, devin snorted some sugar straight out of the sugar thing. then he proceeded to head to the bathroom to blow his nose. lolz.
they came back later and played a g.i joe boardgame in the conference room.
then tyler and i had a conversation about s&m conferences. dont ask.
we also mentioned making s&m custumes out of toothpicks.
the minty cello wrapped kind.
after work i went to find michelle, which i failed at doing.
ran into tyler, alex, devin and scott, whom i kept calling "the other guy"
it was funny. he reminds me of my other friend scott.
devin wrote "i am stopping" on my tail lights.
it was fun.
then i walked to the social thingy with them, and devin was walking weird.
fuck that kid is funny.
then i got to the social, and i'll write about this later.
i need food and sleep.
adios!
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[16 Sep 2004|12:36am] |
Best Dear John Letter Ever
A Marine stationed in Afghanistan recently received a "Dear John" letter
from his girlfriend back home. It read as follows:
Dear Ricky, I can no longer continue our relationship. The distance between
us is just too great. I must admit that I have cheated on you twice, since
you've been gone, and it's not fair to either of us. I'm sorry. Please
return the picture of me that I sent to you. Love, Becky
The Marine, with hurt feelings, asked his fellow Marines for any snapshots
they could spare of their girlfriends, sisters, ex-girlfriends, aunts,
cousins etc. In addition to the picture of Becky, Ricky included all the
other pictures of the pretty gals he had collected from his buddies. There
were 57 photos in that envelope....along with this note:
Dear Becky, I'm so sorry, bu t I can't quite remember who the F*** you are.
Please take your picture from the pile, and send the rest back to me. Take
Care, Ricky
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[15 Sep 2004|10:29am] |
look what i can do!
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[14 Sep 2004|01:39am] |
my dad turned off all the lights and now there's bugs on my screen, thinking they own the place.
where do these stupid things coem from anyway?
no windows are open...
now there's fly guts on the screen.
i just got a power surge.
mwah ha ha.
killing things smaller than you is fun!
ok, so i'm weird.
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[13 Sep 2004|04:13pm] |
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white days - the juliana theory
rise before the sun
we'll leave when it lifts
the show must go on
so we start on the run
buy us meal
or buy us some time
if we want to arrive there
look ahead at the road
you can't see a thing
but maybe we'll make it before it's too late
there is no time to wait
turn, turn on the lights
as they drive by
worked on the side
keep your eyes on the road
hands on the wheel
don't let us slip
this is almost a nightmare
turn, turn on the heat
they can't feel a thing
as i fall asleep
keep your eyes off the white
don't let us die tonight
white days like this i'll never miss
they only come once a year
feel the passing of day
where nothing has changed
night has determined to force us away
buy me a room
with bed and amuse this is almost resourceful
stop, don't hit the breaks
they don't do a thing
we made it to nowhere with no time to spare
no one said life was fair
white days like this i'll never miss
they only come once a year
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[13 Sep 2004|02:28pm] |
i'm thinking i need a shower. and i'm cooler than all of you.
ok i'm not, i've just been reading silly things and it makes me write weird.
i should go shower and make myself look like sex. well, more sex than i look like right now.
even though paula=sex.
I'M HOT AND FUNNY YOU WANT ME.
ok so maybe i wish i was funny.
someone give me food.
and money.
and maybe cigarettes.
come take me now jarred!
i tried to get him to come over last night, but he wouldnt.
maybe he will tonight. oh how i love that boy. ooooooh baby.
someone smack me. i'm weird today.
gay ass eljay is apparently trying to tell me i need to backdate. i want to post this NOW not before my last entry.
dickwads.
and the date on my computer was wrong, so now my journal entries are wrong.
AAAAAAAH
it's the 13th! not the 28th dammit!
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