| The Definition of Ghost |
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| 06:49pm 22/01/2006 |
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Sometimes when people die, they don't notice. They know something spiraled downward but don't notice the difference, except now they are just going through the motions. 2000 years ago she died. but i am still alive. they will kill me when they write books about me. hahahahaha that is my joke on you. it doesn't matter because i get it. oh yeah, and if that's what people say, that's interesting because they don't even know about that...so where then did they find out? oh you. silly silly you. its honestly better to be a grown up. don't listen to what they say. except when you are sick. i bought a new car, burned the cat and started some new projects, doesn't really matter if people think my projects are a joke. because my friends like them and they are a great source of entertainment.
Definition of friends: people you get along with and like. not people you see as bigger pieces of shit than yourself so you hang out with them to feel better about yourself. then you go along surrounding yourself with pieces of shit so you'll be able to get through your day. but those people are actually people you just have a stereotype on so you never really get to know them and you are just convincing yourself that they are shitty. but damn them if they prove you wrong. then you are too good for them, over and over again. there is no getting back. once you jump off the ride you break and not in the romantic sense. More like the "i was so stuck up my own self-glorified ass that i never really had a chance in the first place" sense. |
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| work work work work work |
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| 06:38pm 22/01/2006 |
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So after a slight nervous break down last week, i've finally got everything back under control. Relationships to stressful, fixed it. House a reck, cleaned it. Jobs taking to much of my time...quit them both! Found a position that will pay just as much as both my other jobs. thank god. maybe now i can have a social life. Something had to go. Selma is licking my couch right now...i think she is just planning on eating it. it's not even paid off yet. sabastian is resting in the remains of what used to be my loveseat...also isn't paid off yet. now their trying to eat the new cat. i heard about someone on ebay who would take a picture of a cute puppy then have a picture of a gun or knife and have people bid on how much they would pay to save that puppy's life. hmmm. now there's an idea. |
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| hahaha |
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| 04:28pm 20/01/2006 |
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Mo is back onto the internet!!!!!hahahahahahahaha |
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| it's the only thing.... |
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| 07:17pm 13/10/2004 |
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she came from greece she had a thirst for knowledge
she studied sculpture at St. Martin's college
that's where i
caught her eye
she told me that her dad was loaded
i said in that case give me a rum and coca-cola
she said, "fine"
and in 30 seconds time
she said,
"i want to live like common people
i want to do whatever common people do
i want to sleep with common people
i want to sleep with common people like you"
well what else could i do
i said "i'll see what i can do"
i took her to a supermarket
i don't know why
but i had to start it somewhere
so it started there
i said "pretend you've got no money"
she just laughed and said "oh, you're so funny"
and i said "yeah, well i can't see anyone else smiling in here
"are you sure you want to live like common people
you want to see whatever common people see
you want to sleep with common people
you want to sleep with common people like me?"
but she didn't understand
she just smiled and held my hands
rent a flat above a shop
cut your hair and get a job
smoke some fags and play some pool
pretend you never went to school
but still you'll never get it right
when you're lying in bed at night
watching roaches climb the wall
if you called you dad he could stop it all
you'll never live like common people
you'll never do whatever common people do
you'll never fail like common people
you'll never watch you life slide out of view
and dance, and drink, and screw
because there is nothing else to do
sing along with the common
sing along and it might just get you through
laugh along with the common people
laugh along even thoguht they're laughing at you
and the stupid things that you do
because you think that poor is cool
like a dog lying in a corner
they will bite and never warn you
look out
they'll tear your insides out
cause everybody hates a tourist
especially one who this it's
all such a laugh
yeah and the chip stain's grease will come out in the bath
you will never understand
how it feels to live your life
with no meaning or control
and with nowhere else to go
you are amazed that they exist
and they burn so bright whilst you can only wonder why
rent a flat above a shop
cut your hair and get a job
smoke some fags and play some pool
pretend you never went to school
but still you'll never get it right
cause when you're lying in bed at night
watching roaches climb the wall
if you called your dad he could stop it all
you'll never live like common people
you'll never do whatever common people do
you'll never fail like common people
you'll never watch your life slide our of view
and dance, and drink, and screw
because there is nothing eles to do. |
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| 12:07am 01/08/2004 |
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so i guess next time i fall off the face of the earth i will notice...this time it will hurt. |
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| and the wicked are like vultures |
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| 12:04am 01/08/2004 |
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Heart of Gold
What is Your Heart REALLY Made of?
brought to you by Quizilla
...who bake in the canyon, the circle in sunlight and wait for their victims to colapse and fall to them...
the desperate are water that run down forever, they soak into silence and end up together in a dark and distant place...
so don't leave me here with all these mirrors...watching me...this house that holds nothing but the memory...and a moon that is silver, but never sleeps...then the silver turns to grey... |
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| 03:44pm 06/05/2004 |
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so how long ago did you quit mentioning my name...
here's to you
love is a sensation
when a boy sticks his location
in a girls destination
to increase the population of the next generation
do you get my explaination or do you need a demonstration?
rocky
if i talked about you in this
it'd be obvious
if i mentioned your name,
it'd be regreted
if i spoke of your body,
it'd be passionate
if i described your personality,
it'd be beautiful
If i specified an instant
it's stand out
If i looked for it again,
i'd be fucked |
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| Even from far away your face still burns me... |
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| 03:40pm 06/05/2004 |
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So, here is my advice to everyone...take a while...to yourselves...live a litte...then come back and read your journal.
God, i can't believe i let those thoughts into the world.
if i had thought a little more there would have been a little more editing before the publishment of any of this...
i love you all
don't loose me...
mo |
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| It's been so long... |
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| 03:27am 20/09/2003 |
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So here i am again...and nothing matters...i feel like i am fucking up so bad...my mother is being civil...but she still won't give me a break...i want to move into the trailer but i don't know if i have enough money to pay the rent...i'm trying too hard...i know...i'm trying to hard and getting no where...i'm saying fuck college...i'm saying fuck being someone...i'm saying give up on your dreams and survive...survive this...survive your job...survive living somewhere of your own...survive trying to make sure everyone else's needs are met when you know that you are only satisfying your own...and the only thing you want is a schedule...a set schedule so that you can get everything done...job...rent...payments...friends...priorities...romance...
personal time...noble...
and she's standing there...not talking to me...resenting me for something...something unknown to me...but if i could solve that puzzle and if i could open pandora's box, of sorts, i could fix things...if she would come with me...at least once in a while...but we were closer when we were farther apart...and that sux...i try...but i am a bitch and i can't work with what i have...and i don't know what i can do for anything or anyone...it's over and i am still alive...maybe i can live with that...and maybe in a week i will have money and a schedule...and be truly happy...
list of things to make me happy...
1. Enough money to support me and whoever else i drag into this...
2. A schedule so that i can take care of everything
3. Maybe a good relationship
4. A place to live
5. Paid off my car
6. Change my oil of my car
but now i have to go...have fun...you know i will |
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| snoopy was going to make the whole dinner... |
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| 01:05am 20/08/2003 |
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Please help me...please help me...when my mom gets mad because i can't go out at night even though i pay rent...be mad at me because now i am paying for your bullshit...damn it...i love this shit hole i do...why else would i pay to live here...oh wait...you're forcing me too...hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
love mo |
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| for the gun...oh yes oh yes |
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| 12:22pm 15/08/2003 |
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So...in theory...if i had picked another path in life...i would be gone today...i would be on my way to boot camp right now...how silly...instead i am working at petland....
right now i wish i could drive...only 6 more days until i take my test then i could drive...if i could now...i would drive and pick ali up and ask her why she is mad at me...
then i would drive and pick justin up and go and introduce him to lee because i realized that i have this weird need for justin to see all the guys i date...i notice his great taste and i like his aproval...i miss you justin....if you ever get ready...i still need a roomate...jeremiah might not be able to because of his bills he has to pay now...so....
i just made a joke to my mom about me getting married...she didn't laugh...
but i must go...i have wasted enough time already when i must be getting ready for work...
love mo |
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| you'da thought i started world war nine... |
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| 04:07pm 13/08/2003 |
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i don't know what to do...trust me when i say i am not leaving you at all...all i am trying to say is right now i am trying to fit everything into my life...job...friends...boys...family...life goals...and somewhere in there i have to make room for myself...maybe it will be better when i move out...maybe i will be able to do things better when i have room to breathe...i hope so...and you know that if i have a place to myself...the call before coming rule doesn't apply to you...because i love you darlin'
love mo |
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| So do it for the rest of us that will never get to host this show... |
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| 02:12pm 12/08/2003 |
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Being bored isn't so bad...doing nothing with someone else can be just as entertainng and doing something by yourself... but i don't want to feel like i am in trouble with i am doing this nothing...i don't want to feel guilty for going to the huddle/waffle house...or for just driving around...but of course i do which in a mind like mine can be devistating
a place of my own would be wonderful...a place of my own would be...oh i give up
love mo |
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| 01:07am 02/08/2003 |
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Moriah Carolina Lee is a Giant Lizard that is Guarding its Nest, controls the Weather, has a Computer for a Brain, a Terrible Roar and Staring Red Eyes, and eats Trees.
(Strength: 9 Agility: 6 Intelligence: 6)
Unleash your Giant Battle Monster. |
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