Crazy Brain |
I don't want to quit smoking.
I wish my computer wasn't broken.
I'm tired of doing these things.
I wish I could blog more. For some reason dumping all my craziness out into the world feels bette... Posted by on Thu, 22 May 2008 12:02:00 GMT |
Ella, ella, eh eh eh |
I was mad at that songIt stole every good line I hadHow am I supposed to write about umbrellas without thinking, eh eh eh ehBah. I'll go back to listening to that other song I'm obsessed with. "you ca... Posted by on Tue, 04 Mar 2008 21:07:00 GMT |
Family Feud! From Amanda! |
YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO USE MY ANSWERS!!!!!! GOOD LUCK!!!1. Name something you use in the shower?SHAMPOOSOAPrazor2. Name something a football player wears under his uniform?A JOCK STRAPLUCKY T-SHIRTsho... Posted by on Tue, 04 Mar 2008 20:42:00 GMT |
I never planned to leave you, you never planned to stay |
Plentywords and music by Sandra McCracken c 1999 Same Old Dress Music (ASCAP) All rights reserved.Dishes piled on the counterYou are not in the mood for meA stale beam of light pulls your face from th... Posted by on Mon, 03 Mar 2008 23:59:00 GMT |
Three pounds of baking chocolate |
I miss my computer desk. I can't wait to have a computer room.
Somedays I don't even remember they're gone. It's a feeling no one can anticipate. I wake up thinking about Jeremy and realize it's... Posted by on Wed, 20 Feb 2008 21:19:00 GMT |
If there was a better way to go then it would find me. . . |
Go out and sit on the lawn and do nothing. . .
I miss lazy summer days.
Come back to me sunlight. Green grass. Pretty birds. Lawn chairs.
Who besides me is ready for the snow to melt? Posted by on Tue, 19 Feb 2008 15:06:00 GMT |
Something inside of me just got happier |
69 Questions Guaranteed You've Never Answered(unless you've taken this quiz before)1. What would you do if your ex just showed up at your house right now?I don't like this question. Pass. 2. What desc... Posted by on Thu, 24 Jan 2008 08:28:00 GMT |
But not a real green dress, thats cruel |
We laughed. We sang loudly, screwing up most of the lyrics. I forgot I was mad at him. He always had that ability with me.
Now I wish I could forget I was mad at him.
Thing is, I was actuall... Posted by on Fri, 21 Sep 2007 20:29:00 GMT |
Once upon a time |
2002, I sat on Mikey's lap in the Outreach room one day and heard words I didn't want to hear. Long story short, I had been lied to. But he didn't tell me that. He was one of my best friends. Everyone... Posted by on Tue, 18 Sep 2007 08:01:00 GMT |
Remembering is the hardest of all |
I heard your voiceIn your bright shirtYour cut off jeansYou asked me a question, and we talkedabout our hometown, about highschooland you looked deep into my eyesLike no one else had(like no one else ... Posted by on Sun, 09 Sep 2007 13:04:00 GMT |