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[Nov. 9th, 2009|11:05 pm] |
You get me every time.
Why'd you have to be so cute?
It's impossible to ignore you.
Must you make me laugh so much?
It's bad enough we get along so well.
Say goodnight and go.
We'd be good [we'd be great] together. |
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[Oct. 27th, 2009|12:00 am] |
And I keep beggin you baby, I beg you not to leave.
I'll be left here waiting with my heart out on my sleeve.
For the next time we'll be here...
Seems like amilllion years and I think i'm dyin.
What do I have to do, to make you see?
Why don't you stay? I'm down on my knees
I'm so tired of being lonely. Don't i give you what you need?
They'll call and you will go but,
There is one thing you should know:
We don't have to live this way, so why don't you stay. |
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[Jan. 2nd, 2008|11:58 pm] |
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Bring it on 2008, I'm ready. Who is with me? |
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[Sep. 6th, 2007|08:49 pm] |
I read of a man who stood to speak
At the funeral of a friend.
He referred to the dates on the tombstone
from the beginning to the end.
He noted that first came to date of her birth
and spoke the following date with tears,
but he said what mattered most of all
was the dash between the years.
For the dash represents all the time
that she spent alive on earth.
And now only those who loved her
know what that little line is worth.
For it matters not how much we own:
the cars the house the cash.
What matters is how we live and love,
and how we spend our dash.
So think about this long and hard:
are there things you'd like to change?
For you never know how much time is left
that can still be rearranged.
If we could just slow down enough
to consider what's true and real;
and always try to understand
the way that others feel.
And be less quick to anger,
and show appreciation more.
And love the people in our lives
llike we've never loved before.
If we treat each other with respect,
and more often wear a smile;
remembering that this little dash
might only last a little while.
So, when your eulogy is being read
with your life's actions to rehash;
would you be proud of the things they say
about how you spent your dash? |
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[Jul. 15th, 2007|11:21 pm] |
Well, she was precious like a flower
She grew wild, wild but innocent
A perfect prayer in a desperate hour
She was everything beautiful and different
Stupid boy, you can't fence that in
Stupid boy, it's like holding back the wind
She laid her heart and soul right in your hands
And you stole her every dream and you crushed her plans
She never even knew she had a choice and that's what happens
When the only voice she hears is telling her she can't
So what made you think you could take a life
And just push it, push it around
I guess you build yourself up so high
You had to take her and break her down
She laid her heart and soul right in your hands
And you stole her every dream and you crushed her plans
She never even knew she had a choice and that's what happens
When the only voice she hears is telling her she can't
You stupid boy
You always had to be right but now you've lost
The only thing that ever made you feel alive
It took awhile for her to figure out she could run
But when she did, she was long gone
Long gone, long gone
Nobody's ever gonna love me like she loved me
And she loved me, she loved me
God please, just let her know
I'm sorry, I'm sorry
I'm sorry, I'm sorry
Baby, yeah, I'm down on my knees
She's never coming back to me |
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[Jun. 29th, 2007|03:06 pm] |
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Baby tell me where'd you ever learn
To fight without sayin' a word
Then waltz back into my life
Like it's all gonna be alright
Don't you know how much it hurts
When we don't talk
When we don't touch
When it doesn't feel like we're even in love
It matters to me
When I don't know what to say
Don't know what to do
Don't know if it really even matters to you
How can I make you see
It matters to me
Maybe I still don't understand
The distance between a woman and a man
So tell me how far it is
And how you can love like this
'Cause I'm not sure I can
When we don't talk
When we don't touch
When it doesn't feel like we're even in love
It matters to me
When I don't know what to say
Don't know what to do
Don't know if it really even matters to you
How can I make you see
It matters to me
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[Apr. 23rd, 2006|10:45 pm] |
I forgot I still had a livejournal account?
Nothing to update about but:
Just for the record, my boyfriend Jeffrey
amazes me without even trying. |
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| How freakin dumb. |
[Dec. 7th, 2005|08:15 am] |
 Dear Santa...
Dear Santa,
This year I've been busy!
In May ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) starbright_soda and I robbed a bank (-50 points). In January I ate my brussel sprouts (1 points). In July I saved a busload of nuns in Angola (326 points). In March I bought porn for attemptfailure (10 points). Last Wednesday I bought porn for foolmeup (-10 points).
Overall, I've been nice (277 points). For Christmas I deserve a toy train!
Sincerely,
christinadianne |
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[Nov. 23rd, 2005|04:11 pm] |
Oooookay.
-After waiting a week for the T-mobile people to send me my new phone, it doesnt work.
-I still don't have my car back. It's been gone for a week. It's a pain in the ass trying to borrow someones car like 12 times a day. Plus, once my car is fixed, I am going to make a serious dent in my bank account.
-I'm going up north with my family, and everyone who went away to school is coming here. So, I might not be able to see Jenny and Joanna and Carla and the many other people who I miss to death.
-I have a shitload of homework
-I'm way to busy and no one with every be able to stand being in a relationship with me.
Well, it's time to go up north. Hopefully i'll be home late Saturday call me/. |
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[Nov. 17th, 2005|04:32 pm] |
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Jenny Kelso, Please come home soon.
I miss you. |
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[Sep. 27th, 2005|11:36 pm] |
You should do this for me, cause I always get jealous of those people who get 100,000,000 comments.
Post anything that you want, and post it anonymously.
Anything.
a story,
a secret,
a confession,
a fear,
a love,
ANYTHING!!!
Be sure to post anonymously and honestly. Post more than once, if you'd like. Then, put this in your LJ to see what your friends (and perhaps others who you don't even realize read your LJ) have to say!!!!! |
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[Sep. 21st, 2005|02:26 pm] |
Philosophy class really got me going today.
So there is this Philosopher, Aristophanes, who believes that long ago there were three types of humans. One being Androgynous, which mean that one male human and one female human were once bonded together. Then Zues decided to slice them down the middle as some sort of punishment, which separated the Androgynous human into two separate humans, one being male and the other female. He describes love and the search to find our other half, so we can feel complete. While this sounds absolutely rediculous, Aristophanes might really have something here. He also says that these now separated beings will latch on to there other half so tightly that they never want to let go. Thus, they eventually die of hunger because all they want in life is to feel complte. This also sounds very impossible to me. However, it is quite true that we will do crazy things for love. How amazing.
Where is my other half? |
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[Jul. 31st, 2005|09:57 pm] |
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Just got home from Warped Tour. It went surpringly awesome. Good times &lots of memories with the bff4e. <3<3 |
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[Jul. 30th, 2005|01:22 am] |
Hey,
new screen name: xChristinadianne
Add it, and be cool! :) |
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[Jul. 22nd, 2005|11:24 pm] |
R e s t i n P e a c e
June 22, 1937 - July 21, 2005 |
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[Jun. 8th, 2005|10:29 am] |
Holy shit, today was our last day of school.
It's something unpredictable,
and in the end it's right.
I hope the Senior Class of 2005
had the time of their lives.
Congratulations, We finally made it. |
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[May. 16th, 2005|08:17 pm] |
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P.S. Why won't you leave me the hell out of this? |
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