tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53410642011-04-21T17:45:40.387-07:00This is my journal.yours trulyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02302911265923326109noreply@blogger.comBlogger151100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341064.post-1110933715907922672005-03-15T16:35:00.000-08:002005-03-15T16:41:55.910-08:00Sittin here in math classThere's nothing I want to do more than kick the teachers assAll he does is repeat everything over and overI passed this class in high school and i still have the folderEveryone looks as boredas I doAnd the teachcer asks why we look so blueHe doesn't get that he's just plain boringI'm surprised nobody in here is snoringTen minutes left till I'm outta hereI sit by the door yours trulyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02302911265923326109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341064.post-1103238253578698662004-12-16T17:02:00.000-08:002004-12-16T15:04:13.576-08:00dont worry. this is not directed towards you. you know who you are if you read this.
sometimes i just wonder about a lot of things. I am hoping that by writing in this journal that no one will read it or reply to it.
I just need an opportunity to vent, if you will.
As that stupid girl one said "why do you have to go and make things so complicated"
am i right? I think i am.
i am in a constant yours trulyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02302911265923326109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341064.post-1100222580352485662004-11-11T17:20:00.000-08:002004-11-11T17:23:00.353-08:00you don't know what you do to me
you've opened up my eyes and made me see
you made me see what I am capable of
who knows, maybe one day this could be love
you really confused me the other night
I thought that everything was alright
maybe i am just wrapped up in this
but everyday i get lost in your kiss
i know you're afraid of hurting me or doing me wrong
but believe it or not I'm a fighter and yours trulyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02302911265923326109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341064.post-1098763338603606722004-10-25T20:59:00.000-07:002004-10-25T21:02:18.603-07:00wonder if you ever see me and i wonder if you know im there
if you looked in my eyes would you see whats inside
would you even care
i just want to hold you close and so far all i have are dreams of you
so i wait for the day to have the courage to say how much i love you
yes i do.
dreamin of you tonight. till tomorrow ill be holdin you tight
theres no where in the world id rather be
than here in yours trulyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02302911265923326109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341064.post-1092551064645495102004-08-14T23:22:00.000-07:002004-08-14T23:24:24.646-07:00http://www.livejournal.com/users/trust_instinct
i have too many damn journals. its hard for me to keep up with them all..its like one night i am in the mood for one, and another night i need to have another...im weird.
yours trulyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02302911265923326109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341064.post-1092550856567617292004-08-14T23:20:00.000-07:002004-08-14T23:21:19.093-07:00
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yours trulyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02302911265923326109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341064.post-1091608993032732352004-08-04T01:42:00.000-07:002004-08-04T04:32:15.366-07:00i love when people introduce me to things i like. i stole these from Taylor tonight. I hope she doesn't mind. I like them both.
"let me give the world to you my love"
dominate your fears.
yours trulyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02302911265923326109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341064.post-1091604896660426852004-08-04T00:24:00.000-07:002004-08-04T00:34:56.660-07:00wow...this week has been awesome...i feel like my summer has had a brighter side. and it is only lookin to get better...after tomorrow of course.
tomorrow we have to put my dog buffy to sleep; she is dying fast with cancer. its sad. i love that puppy. shes 10 years old though....
on a different note i think i am bisexual. how fun. i have been hanging out with this girl taylor and she is yours trulyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02302911265923326109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341064.post-1091173627518670852004-07-30T02:45:00.000-07:002004-07-30T00:48:44.520-07:00i am so tired of spending money on stupid movies. god. the village sucked. i hated napoleon dynamite. anchorman wasn't funny to me. God they need some new script writers out there who can make a fucking kick ass movie.
yours trulyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02302911265923326109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341064.post-1091141477686618702004-07-29T15:29:00.000-07:002004-07-29T15:51:17.686-07:00she just doesn't know when to quit. I wish she woudl realize how verbally abusive she is. psycho bitch.
yours trulyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02302911265923326109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341064.post-1091128674778481342004-07-29T14:13:00.000-07:002004-07-29T12:17:54.780-07:00you know, somebody should really tap into my life and make me a happier person. no wait scratch that...i am a happy person...its just that i think to god damn much...i let my mind get the best of me all too often..it is the shits.
i really wish i had someone to hold me...i mean last night i went crying to my father...i didn't know who else to turn to. who would you turn to?
I am going to yours trulyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02302911265923326109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341064.post-1091084513446505782004-07-28T23:49:00.000-07:002004-08-05T00:29:43.606-07:00i have noticed that everyone of my previous journals has turned from depression into sheer boredom...which is why they all turn into quizzes...take a look...
www.deadjournal.com/users/cam523
oh nevermind...oh well...i dont even know if those are the right addresses anymore...whatever.
point being...they are all pretty damn depressing...why? i mean i know i hide all my emotions but why is it thatyours trulyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02302911265923326109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341064.post-1090993345782364472004-07-27T22:38:00.000-07:002004-07-27T22:42:25.783-07:00i hate other peoples parents.
why did he have to show up tonight? i DEFINITELY could have gone without seeing him. he makes me so angry...his mother is crazy too...she said this ": Good, did he seem okay? As usual he was upset with me when he left. I don't like him leaving angry because it worries me. I'm sorry you had to go home early. Hopefully, you will want to come and visit us again.yours trulyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02302911265923326109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341064.post-1090967035486724362004-07-27T17:21:00.000-07:002004-07-27T15:29:37.896-07:00 life
i wish i could sit here and tell all the tales of my summer thus far...its the first summer in 7 years that i havent gone out of town for a month in july.
my mind is a big ball of confusion now...
i dont even know what to do with myself.
somebody help.
yours trulyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02302911265923326109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341064.post-935306112003-04-30T06:58:00.000-07:002003-04-30T06:58:14.940-07:00Hi this is my journal! this is my first entry and this is one of my 6 journals that exist online. I am going to get familiar with this, so hopefully it will one day become my permanent journal! yours trulyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02302911265923326109noreply@blogger.com