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Name: Kelsey Country: United States State: Ohio Metro: Cambridge Birthday: 5/25/1989 Gender: Female
Interests: Music*my camera*tights*red*grilled cheese*Tom Petty*moolates*92.1*Sloppy Firsts & Second Helpings*pearls*Goodwill*sprinkle iced animal crackers*Degrassi*Trent Ford*cheesesticks*Neon*texting*laughing*pretending Im a roadie*piggy back rides*coconut*Chris Daughtery*Funny people* Expertise: Everything Occupation: Student
Message: message me AIM: Neino16 MSN: Kels_e_08@msn.com ICQ: 207-149-722
Member Since:
6/27/2005
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| I found the prom dress I want, but it can only be purchased in Cincinati, Ohio, sooooooo if anyone would like to drive me there it would be greatly appreciated. Thanks :) The ACT is HARD. Or I'm stupid. Could be either, really. If anyone talks to Ryan Varhola soon, ask him to talk to you in Present Preterite. Its the funniest thing in the world. Our school is giving blood this year on Valentines day. How appropriate. "We take sour sips From life's lush lips We shake shake shake the hips In relationships Stop by this disaster town You'll put your eyes to the sun and say "I know" You're only blinding to keep back what the clouds are hiding And we might have started singing just a little too soon We're throwing the stones in a glass room
Whoa ah oh it's a miserable story Whoa ah oh far from the genuine becoming
We keep the beat, With your blistered feet We bullet the words at the mockingbirds, singing Slept through the weekend And dream Sinking with the melody of the kiss of eternity Your pulse comes from a pharmacist, saying "how you been"? We might have said goodbyes just a little soon (somehow this disaster town) Our beliefs of kissing beats over this room
Whoa ah oh it's a miserable story Whoa ah oh far from the genuine becoming Whoa ah oh it's a miserable story Whoa ah oh far from the genuine becoming
It was ice cream headaches and sweet avalanche when the pearls in our shells came out to dance This is what you get for abusing sweet love Take off your clothes, it hurts just right Whatever happens I'm okay, Diving into knives don't cut me Think you could find time to call me when you get home? Take your life apart, find yourself with love
Whoa ah oh it's a miserable story Whoa ah oh far from the genuine becoming Whoa ah oh it's a miserable story Whoa ah oh far from the genuine becoming" -Carpal Tunnel of Love
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| Hmmm...A little recap of the past ...mothes, I guess. I got my hair cut. My sister is going to have a baby :) Mid-terms are over, half the years down. The shrine I made in Sarah's locker has gotten very much so larger. I read the best book, Invisible Monsters. Heard some really good new music. The rest of the world has FINALLY found out about the beauty that is Augustana. I learned how to and have become good at editing pictures. "The sun came up with no conclusions Flowers sleeping in their beds The city's cemetery's humming I'm wide awake, it's morning And I have my drugs, I have my woman They keep away my loneliness My parents, they have their religion But sleep in separate houses
I read the body count out of the paper And now it's written all over my face And no one ever plans to sleep out in the gutter But sometimes that's just the most comfortable place
So I'm singing, drinking, breathing, writing Everyday I'm on the clock My mind races with all my longings But can't keep up with what I got
So I hope I don't sound too ungrateful What history gave modern men A telephone to talk to strangers Machine guns and a camera lens
So when you're asked to fight a war that's over nothing You know it's best to join the side that's gonna win And no one's sure how all of this got started But we're gonna make 'em God damn certain how it's gonna end
Well I could have been a famous singer If I had someone else's voice But failures always sounded better Let's fuck it up, boys, make some noise
The sun came up with no conclusions Flowers sleeping in their beds The city's cemetery's humming I'm wide awake, it's morning" - Bright Eyes Maybe, I will update more often form now on?
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| Oh boy. I haven't updated in a very long time. Hmm...Well a lot has happened. My sister got married. The wedding was soo pretty and went super! I've had many all nighters. Snuck little Hrink around about a billion times. Crept around in the wee hours and vadilized. Took on Wal-Mart in the earliest of the am. Visited the coppers, and made friends with a few.....Discovered that I was an artisitic genius and basically that it must be my calling...visited the city of Athens...it was fantastic...I'm in love with it. Made up thousands of funny scenerios and reanacted hundreds of funny times...Blew a tire and had to be resucued by Mr. Nathan Hrinko himself. Stayed an entire week alone at my house...and did nothing more than watch t.v. and sleep...Had an National Honors Society interveiw and bombed it beautifully. I joined Service Club for college purpposes only...not becuase I enjoy helping others.Realized that chemistry is not and never will be my friend....Loved and lost...yadda yadda.....you all know. The Choir Variety Show is Thursday! Everyone should come....It's going to be amazingly good this year...no lie:):):) | | |
| I like this one cousin of mine a lot.....she is pretty great. She always finds it nessicary to blame this one girl for everything bad that ever happens to me...I mean we both know its not her fault, but it always makes us feel so much better. Well, I mean a couple of times it was her fault, but it wasn't this time, and I know that. BUT I won't say I'm sorry. We're ok, though. The both of us. I am mad though....and probably will be for awhile. Not at what I should be mad at. It's probably the opposite of what I should care about....but the point is I do care, and it will probably never be the same. On the other hand, I don't care as much I probably should...as much as I did all the other times...I think maybe it was different in an odd sense. Well.
Sing it for me, I can't erase the stupid things I say. You're better than me. I struggle just to find a better way.
[Chorus] So here we are, fighting and trying to hide the scars. I'll be home tonight, take a breath and softly say goodbye. The lonely road, the one that I should try to walk alone. I'll be home tonight, take a breath and softly say goodbye.
You're running like me. Keep moving on until forever ends. Don't try to fight me. The beauty queen has lost her crown again.
[Chorus] So here we are, fighting and trying to hide the scars. I'll be home tonight, take a breath and softly say goodbye. The lonely road, the one that I should try to walk alone. I'll be home tonight, take a breath and softly say goodbye.
Goodbye.
So why are you so eager to betray, pick the peices up, pick the pieces up.
So why are you the one that walks away, pick the peices up, pick the pieces up.
[Chorus] So here we are, fighting and trying to hide the scars. I'll be home tonight, take a breath and softly say goodbye. The lonely road, the one that I should try to walk alone. I'll be home tonight, take a breath and softly say goodbye.
Just take a breath and softly say goodbye. - Breaking Benjamin
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| Love is tragic Love is bold You will always do what you are told Love is hard Love is strong You will never say that you were wrong I don't know when I got bitter But love is surely better when it's gone
'Cause you wanted more More than I could give More than I could handle In a life that I can't live You wanted more More than I could bear More than I could offer For a love that isn't there
Love is color Love is loud Love is never saying you're too proud Love is trusting Love is honest Love is not a hand to hold you down I don't know when I got bitter But love is surely better when it's gone
'Cause you wanted more More than I could give More than I could handle In a life that I can't live You wanted more More than I could bear More than I could offer For a love that isn't there
I got to pick me up when I am down I got to get my feet back on the ground I got to pick me up when I am done
I dont know when I got bitter But love is surely better when it's gone I don't know when I got bitter But love is surely better when it's gone 'Cause you wanted more More than I could give More than I could handle In a life that I can't live You wanted more More than I could bear More than I could offer For a love that isn't there
You wanted more More than I could love More than I could offer The harder you would shove You wanted more More than I could give More than I could handle In a life that I can't live - Tonic So I feel incredibly sucky at the present time.....and probably will for awhile, so please excuse whatever I may do.
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