'the saddest part of a broken heart isn't the ending so much as the start'
thanks fiest!
so i have being doing really well-not thinking about john at all. really the only time i ever think of him anymore is when i hear mention of a hardcore band from vancouver...then i wonder if it's him and he's doing what he was meant to do.
i HAVE BEEN doing well. right now i am not doing so well with it. RIGHT THIS SECOND i wanna get on a plane.
i want to get on a plane, fly to the ocean, confess all my sins and be in the exact same place i am now except the heartbreak would be complete and she'd be there to actually laugh in my face for real. it's a recipie for disaster and yet i am more than willing to turn on the oven...
of course i am not going to get on a plane and fly to vancouver. fortunately my BRAIN is a little stronger than my heart...
tonight at 11:59pm, i will sit here in front of my computer wallowing in self pity, fantasizing about things that will never happen between he and i...ANY 'he and i' and being all fucking emo!
now, where is my vibrator and dashboard confessional cd.
michelle, sad.
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Always remember...men in Veronica Lodge wigs are not attractive. Chins and moles don't help either. Oh yeah, barf colored doileys aren't on the fashion agenda for this season.
My eyes burn from the memory of her revolting image. I think I have glaucoma.
You are way hotter, and don't you forget it.
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thanks louise. you can alway be counted upon to provide me with a good swift kick to get over all my useless whiney crazy emo shit!
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