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A good friend told me that they liked it when I thought this blog was unknown to everyone. So I went through my old entries, even the ones I had removed and placed in a real private blog (sorry they were just too personal for peering eyes.) and read how I use to write. I was more open, and had the style of gossip girl almost. I'm going to go back to that style habit again, where I write like I'm writing to myself, and less of talking to someone where I must sugar coat what I have to say. My next entry will go back to my old style.

It's Time to Go

I call this "Time to Go" I drew this myself as you can tell. It's time for these two to go, and part ways. My sister made of this story of the boy breaking up with the girl, and he dissed her. Now she has to go home crying because no one wants her. But I think it runs deeper than that.

Life is a Show

I've always thought life was like a tv show. Your birth is the pilot, it runs all seasons, and when it's time to go, your show is canceled. So what has happened this summer season with me? School ended, went back to vegas to visit some friends and meet new people. Came back home, then went on a road trip, and now I'm back here waiting to go back to school where relationships have changed, new people have/will enter in my life, and another new school year awaits. I'm stuck in that limbo of not knowing how I really feel about things. I think I'm in that mind set of "ok, I'm getting bored of this. I'm ready to move on and get out of here." Of course I'm scared out of mind mind for the future, but I can see how happy or sucessful others will be, and I hope I can achieve that one day. I wonder who would get any kind of entertainment from watching my show. I do have plenty of drama to spare, and when I'm alone can be comically. I wish I could see some past episodes, that would be nice to see some of those memories.

We Couldn't Be

I found my old song/letter to my high school guy- Josh Burger. He was more trouble than he was worth. No wonder this letter is crappy

We Couldn't Be

We were young and foolish
didn't care what'd come our way
you let no one come between us
what else could I say
who knew our love would fall
but now we're growing apart
(And I try, and I try
to bring my heart back were it was
but it's taking me back to a place were we started before.
Don't do this to me
The tension between us, was too much to handle
we couldn't be, oh no)
How did we start out
what made me look in another direction
you know what this thing is about.
I guess I lost your affection

 

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