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Sunday, September 27th, 2009
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Tuesday, January 20th, 2009
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I cant believe I forgot to post this on election day.
Nov 4th chris walla (death cab dood) was just friggin chillin in chicago.
I ran into him on the street and we had a nice little chat, 2nd time ive met him!!
fuckign sweet.
I now live in lakeview... again!
its pretty raaaaaaddddddd
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_+: talk to me.
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Friday, December 12th, 2008
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Time sure flies
"I got coned into joining some Save the Lake thing today, and had to pay 20 bux. The guy was hot I think thats why. hmmm"
aleisha is cute
haha
I stole that from her blog.
funny NZ girls.
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_+: talk to me.
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Friday, September 26th, 2008
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Where would you end your world?
But please tell me
I need to know.
80/90
The stairs never lead to 90
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_+: talk to me.
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Thursday, August 28th, 2008
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Everyone became different.
And everyone vanished.
Where did they go?
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_+: talk to me.
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You raised me to steal and take what I wanted and take what I needed to live.
Walrus is pretty badass ya hear.
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_+: talk to me.
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Sunday, August 17th, 2008
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She was amazing.
I Looked at her and my first thought was envy of her boyfriend.
She got fat and disappeared.
What happened to you?
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_+: talk to me.
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Monday, August 11th, 2008
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So I live by sox field now.
I skateboard more, I run a Non Profit with Mark Mahoney.
Theres so many people I want to see, but Im thinking I should just float.
I want to be inspiration.
One day I will look back and will feel good about what Ive done since then.
The past year feels lost to me, I dont know why. I was in Seattle and it was slow.
Is anyone out there anymore... or are we all grown up?
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_+: 1 Story - talk to me.
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What is the most important thing?
Why do some people seem incredible for no reason?
Why do they make you feel like your in a movie?
Why do their friends fit the perfect movie role?
Why do their photographs create that cheezy romantic comedy feeling?
Who are they?
Where did they go?
I want to hang out with her, but I know its a fleeting feeling. Its not as special as I think.
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_+: talk to me.
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This is my final goodbye, submit for your approval stamped but never notarized. And if the banks are all closed theres no where left to go you know that we have all died.
Life is so much fun...
Come keep me company.
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I didnt post thsi but I got to meet Chris walla at the Chi town deatch cab show. FUCKING AMAZING.
I go on wild and crazy adventures all the time.
SOmeone come with me!
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_+: talk to me.
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Filming starts tomorrow!
Woot woot woot woot.
Its time to pull out the stops.
These kids are getting good.
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_+: talk to me.
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Friday, February 22nd, 2008
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Thursday, January 24th, 2008
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it breaks my heart to see my LJ friend list dwindle, everyone is old
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_+: talk to me.
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Monday, November 19th, 2007
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They're so beautiful and the colors rot your eyes again
If they're so beautiful then the bitterness won't hold me to them
Place your eyes where it matter most to you.
Realize what really happens.
If they're so beautiful than the better 10 percent would help us out
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_+: talk to me.
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Friday, November 16th, 2007
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Im in seattle!
recording
www.myspace.com/photoincentive
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_+: talk to me.
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...at the metro. haha
I yelled at a bunch of people I used to know.
^.^
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_+: 1 Story - talk to me.
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The story as we know, starts long ago
A story that we'd like to hear.
Image of a road, thoughts are so clear
But where does it go from here?
Conflict that arose, holds me so dear
It makes the world seem real
Maybe in a note, or maybe Im on hold
This is where I want to go...
I store it in my head, with storage in my head.
Its how Ill get back again.
Maybe in a note, or maybe words flow
And take you out there.
A picture in my head, with stories in my head
Its how Ill get back again.
Memories on hold, I sink into my chair
It all just seems so real.
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_+: talk to me.
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I work at jamba juice on clark and diversey....
anyone want to be a a manager? Ill give you a grand.
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Thursday, March 8th, 2007
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So close.
21
I never know when I'm being treated like shit.
Maybe I try to make sure everyone is happy too often.
I'm usually making sure others are happy before myself.
I'm through.
I can't have people over after my show on the 23rd because Michelle is having her party then.
She knew before she planned that date that my show was the 23rd. She said its the only day she can have her party. Thats fine, I just wont be able to make it.
I can't have people over on the 9th... my 21st birthday... because Michelle needs to sleep, she has work to do and has to get up early or something. But... at the same time... I can't go to sleep early on Wednesday because Megan, Neil, and Michelle came home drunk and woke me up.
Apparently moaning and cover my face wasn't hint enough, but after Michelle wrestled some girl and knock my shit over I said "yea thanks for that." which still wasn't hint enough, sorry for me being subtle. After Megan blamed me for taking all Michelle's parking permits and digging through her room, I came out with the
"hey fuck you, I used 2 of them and I left 2$. I still made sure there were 3 left before I even considered it. I can't sleep because you guys want to come home drunk, but you won't even let me have a party on the 9th for my 21st birthday? Fuck you, you dirtbags"
Well this still wasn't enough.
So I tried "how many times do I have to say fuck you"
Nope still not enough
So I went to Clarke's
I'm fucking out of here.
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