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Class was very boring today so instead I let my pen run a little crazy instead of taking notes.

The Distance
How sad, my heart doth brokenly beat
Bound to ancient questions
Desirous of bony recognition
Trust, etched into wrists as fading reminders,
the symbol overtakes the center
The impossible center whose authority resides ever outside
Oh how my limbs disatify
How my goading head rejects the space
I am the distance
I feel only in gaps

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guess what!?

April 23rd 2009 10:46

I have another creative outlet that I would love if you'd be kind enough to check out and leave lovely comments on! A different page for all the different sides of my personality!

The address is...

Really Long Link

Please take a look and send some love!

<3 Laura

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new love grows on trees

April 5th 2009 08:08

What am I doing!? Seriously!? SERIOUSLY!? I'm weak and living on repeat for the safety of it.

I have a million mosquito bites on my feet and I'm asking myself, why? I'm also seriously concerned at the lack of respect of a little tradition I like to call Day Lights Savings. That means you get to sleep an extra hour you prat.

A new one every week gives you the chance to start all over again and again and again. A rose is a rose is a rose is a rose is a rose. Am I trying to repeat myself into absurdity? Seriously? I'm been spinning in circles and it's starting to take effect.

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I am void.

March 29th 2009 00:40

You don’t like the things that I like.
You don’t want to talk about the things I need to talk about.
You don’t like how much I weigh or what I eat

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Bit of an update...

March 14th 2009 08:11

Okie dokie I've started a live journal account, I know I know I'm a bit behind, which is more of a straight out account of what's happening with me rather than the utter randomness that get's put onto the Korova Milkbar, which can be found at Really Long Link if you'd like to have a bit of a looksee.

thanks =]

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Signs of the TImes

February 28th 2009 22:21

You know what's funny? Previously I was living in this vicious cycle of self-loathing and unhappiness. Life really seemed to be telling me I was worth nothing. I would be with these guys who used me and throw me away and I used this to fuel my dreadful opinion of myself. Having finally stepped out of that and assigned myself a bit of value they've all disappeared. I suppose now that I think I deserve a little better than the way I was letting myself be treated all the selfish losers I was hanging out with have disappeared. Maybe I was easy before. Not a slutty kind of easiness, more the doormat, pushover kind. And it's brilliant.

If I'd have known I was perpetuating my own unhappiness by not taking me needs seriously and not being able to take care of myself it wouldn't have made a difference. I guess the point is, I'm feeling pretty good at the moment. Like I'm allowed to be happy now. It's quite nice actually

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"meant for each other"

December 9th 2008 11:08

romeo&juliet
peter pan&wendy
sid&nancy

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Old News

October 30th 2008 12:16

It was like a drug. Fast and addictive and I couldn't get enough of it. And just like a drug it was never satisfying, never mine alone.

I knew I was hurting myself and it felt good; an empty bliss in which I could be overwhelmed by pseudo-happiness and average aspirations of love and destiny and desperation. I could continue with the more accurate aspects of desire and impatience

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