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[Sep. 7th, 2005|11:20 pm] |
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thats what i do now with my entries from one diary to this one.
none of you care.
bye. |
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[Sep. 2nd, 2005|10:09 pm] |
thanks for waiting this long to show yourself.
i dont think youre worth a second glance. |
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[May. 31st, 2005|07:18 am] |
honey you are the rock
upon which i stand |
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[May. 26th, 2005|12:03 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  my boyfriend is hot. | ] |
20 non material things that im greatful for...
1. Knowing Kevin
2. My relationship with my mom. it hasnt always been great, but i think she grew into WANTING to be a mom and i grew out of being so annoying. good combo.
3. Good grammer.
4. Happy memories.
5. Being blessed to have the greatest love in the world.
6. The ability to express myself through words
7. Painting
8. An amazing library so close to my house.
9. The amazing taste of code red (does that count as materialistic?)
10. The possibilty of a great job
11. Imagination
12. Friends who can make me laugh
13. The ability to feel safe, something it took a long time to feel.
14. Courage
15. The power to speak my mind.
16. Listening to Kevin sing/play guitar/piano.
17. Family i can rely on
18. Converse being so easy to obtain
19. Pictures
*this is hard...*
20. George Lucas.
:) lol.
mostly im greatful for kevin, but i couldnt list him every time, that would of been cheating.
otherwise, i would have. :) |
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| 25 amazing things about my beloved Kevin |
[Apr. 25th, 2005|09:25 pm] |
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1. his taste in music
2. he has such amazing passions
3. he's hilarous
4. biggest imagination i've ever known
5. he puts up with me
6. he loves me
7. he's my other half
8. the way his eyes light up when he talks about something he loves...
9. how loyal he always is
10. the ability he has to see me when i can't even see myself
11. how he loves to watch the sun rise
12. his voice
13. watching his arms when he moves
14. he's incredibly handsome
15. the way im drawn to him
16. he's the best thing in my life
17. his love of all things revolving geek dome :)
18. he puts up with me talking about marriage details
19. and he doesn't even complain
20. he wont let me scare him off
21. how strong he is in his beliefs
22. he's sensitive
23. the way his hand always finds mine
24. his faith
25. he's beyond amazing
theres more, of course, but these are only a few...
:) |
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[Nov. 28th, 2004|08:01 pm] |
in sitting sunny days and happy faces
with rain clouds coming
and boxes are full of old memories
guitar strings in backgrounds are strumming
never trust, no never trust
a boy whose smile melts your heart
never cry, no never cry over
any distance that brings you apart
in amazing purple sheets with snow
coming down outside the windowsill
and walls covered in sun blurred posters
this boy could give you such a thrill
if its been said once, its been ignored
more then a thousand times before
cause every boy with pretty eyes
leaves every longing girl wanting more
and never, no never underestimate
the power of a good kiss
never, no never forget
the power of being missed...
long distance and late night calls
the cries to silent memories made bound
its the way when hes around
all the worlds happiness is found
empty soda cans, star wars marathons
lights turned dim and couch cushion dreams
inside jokes and longing touches
tur into guesses of favorite ice cream
never forget, no never forget
the way we both cried
cause ill never forget, and ill never let go
of how hard it is to say goodbye... |
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[Oct. 28th, 2004|11:31 pm] |
i was born of a mother that gave me half a heart
she said im sorry son, but its such a rough start
and as she apologised it seems i wasnt alive
for forty seconds i could have passed you by
growing up in my books and on the TV shows
i saw how families were run with annoying neighbors and hosts
waiting patiently for what i thought doesnt come
it seems like years ago, but could be less for some
you were born of a father that gave you half a heart
he said now its only fair honey, we'll fill in the part
and you casually went along with everyones lies
but growing up only made you realise
and you loved to pretend and sing along till you got sore
but its better when no one knows, you could be more
and youve set up trap wire, and boundaries
no one was set to get thru, if they please
it seems im progressing thru, and overcoming at least
until i saw a girl, who turned out to be you
and i could have sworn it was heaven in a second or two
cause as simple as it was, i could have felt it right there
i asked "do you know where the bathroom is?"
and as you smiled at me, i couldnt think of a word
i just imagined you there in my arms, with this kiss
its been years since i fell for you and im feelin it worse
all i can do now is sit and wonder forever in curse
its like an ever reminder of the day i was born
when she said im sorry but youve been ripped and torn
but it seems that i found you out lingering the the hall
its been forever since i have felt so calm, and you saw
you said "your breathing is faster then ive ever felt"
and i couldnt slow it down, not at all..
it seems ive stepped over lines youve drawn again and again
and it call all be fault if youd just let us begin
you take two broken halfs and make a single piece
now this is one promise that i will always keep
figures our halfs could meet in such mysterious ways
but if we were never halfs well then what would we be today
i would fix us if i could, but i wont
we are one and its best enough for us both
now this is one promise that i will always keep
now this is one promise that i will always keep
Kevin wrote that but i really love it... just thought id share. |
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