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(no subject) [Jul. 24th, 2006|04:16 pm]
little girl
these colors are crazy annoying
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(no subject) [Jul. 22nd, 2006|10:17 pm]
little girl
sometimes i am afraid that i have lost the best of friends i will ever make/have. i think that maybe i will not ever see these people again and that my heart will break every single day from this second until the day my heart stops. i won't lie to you. i want to call you. i want to hear your voice and hear that you are breathing for sure, and i want you to tell me i do have beautiful writing and thighs. and laughter. and i want to tell you that you have great eyes. and the echo of your laugh is enough to make me smile from miles away. but i won't call you, because if i do this won't work out right. and i'll have to tell my therapist and she'll tell me i am toying with you but really i am just missing my best friend i'll ever have, the best friend i'll ever want. so, if by any chance you are reading this at this very second i want you to know that i miss you and i love you and i need you and that in some twisted way that is why i won't call you and can't say your name without feeling a little weak. you're the only one who will think it is cute to be a kitten/sea cucumber. just like she was the only one to think it was funny to get a text message saying "poopin on the telephone". i know i have andrew, and i know he is my only true saving grace. thank god for him. i just wish i had my other two. i wish i didn't want to cry right now.
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(no subject) [Mar. 28th, 2005|06:53 pm]
little girl
it's fire. not the kind you're used to, though. not the kind that burns your eyes and freezes your sense of direction. it's fire that brushes your hair back and thrusts your hips and creates a new sense of self you have yet to know in your 17 lousy years of life. you want it but you know it'll burn. you sit in a starlit bed, your eyes fixed on the moon, and you contemplate ending it all right there. the owls are hooting i 3/4 time now, and the symphony is just beginning in your head. the scale is off key but you don't mind. this is what breathing is all about. this is the purpose of life.


laughter is piercing my ears and it is indeed the first time i've seen heaven in the past six months. a little girl by the name os heaven asks questions and motives of a big brother under a spotlight in the middle of a not-so-crowded room. questions of age and knowledge and love. i sat staring and and smiling and i couldn';t help my freely running emotions. the empty feeling in the pit of my stomach is full of potatoes and giggles. i'm not quite sure , because i'm bad at this type of thing, but i think that maybe for today, this is what everyone means when they tell you to embrace heaven.
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(no subject) [Mar. 7th, 2005|06:46 am]
little girl
username
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(no subject) [Mar. 7th, 2005|06:34 am]
little girl
i don't even know, but i love it i love it i love it.
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(no subject) [Jan. 16th, 2005|10:46 pm]
little girl
      
love is love
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i don't wanna be a dork for what i merely represent to you... [Sep. 28th, 2004|06:34 am]
little girl
[Current Mood |impressedimpressed]
[Current Music |alanis: not the doctor]

hello, world!
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but does anyone notice there's a corpse in this bed? [Sep. 27th, 2004|07:10 am]
little girl
[Current Mood |cheerfulcheerful]
[Current Music |my chemical romance: early sunsets over monroeville]

this time of year is always so frightening...
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(no subject) [Sep. 19th, 2004|07:39 pm]
little girl
yeah. you're really pretty and i think we should date.

ps> i just thought i'd let you know that it really freaks me out when i fall asleep chewing gum.
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(no subject) [Aug. 15th, 2004|02:16 pm]
little girl
dear journal,
i miss you.
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