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Name: Nunya
Country: United States
State: Maryland
Metro: Montgomery County
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Expertise: I am a cunning linguist.


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Thursday, August 10, 2006

Currently Listening
The Second Stage Turbine Blade
Time Consumer
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My girly came over the other night and I loved every second of it. I can't describe how much I missed her. I love you, babe. You're the love of my life. And I hope that you know this. You are my star. Mi stella, belladonna. ha. Eh, I'm bored. I'm going to a wedding this weekend, it's my big brother Damien's. I hope it's not boring like Katie's. LMAO, sorry girl you know it was boring as shit.

the young stale memories of play the role to your part
librarian find me the pole the one that kicks your head in
with my own time role your own innocence by
grab on to my sleeve the one that grabs at your ankle
debate to understand that we all have a flaw
then fail to represent your life as you know it
god grant you one wish to turn back the time...
correct and create, making sense of

me and my star matthew good night
you know by law when you'll be forgiven
maria my star matthew good night
you know my lord when you'll be forgiven

so they pulled your confidence down with those verbal discrepancies
now and then you'll gain what they've lost through a challenge of unpronounced
pain is only a pulse if you just stop feeling it
you might be able to use the very thing that makes us up

wait, now, here when will you believe?
me i'm merely asking you to help me when did i say to murder?
wait, now, here, please hear me out
time consumer, time consuming, consume me


Monday, August 07, 2006

Currently Listening
Everything in Transit
By Jack's Mannequin
The Mixed Tape
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Got back from Boston today. It was a fucking blast. I never had so much fun. I was supposed to go to Gettysburg, but we exed that. The wedding was really boring but we partied the rest of the time we were there. BTW guys, I got a Sprint plan and a new number so, let me kno if you don't have it, and I'll give it to you. Anyways, my little brother just came up from SD, so I'm going to be showing him around. He's a funny little kid. But I got to jet cuz I'm going to surprise my girl with some roses. PEACE.

This is mourning
That's when I spend the most time
Thinking 'bout what I've given up
This is a warning
When you start the day just to close the curtains
You're thinking 'bout what I've given up

Where are you now?
As I'm swimming through the stereo
I'm writing you a symphony of sound
Where are you now?
As I rearrange the songs again
This mix could burn a hole in anyone
But it was you I was thinking of

I read your letter
The one you left when you broke into my house
Retracing every step you made
And you said you meant it
And there's a piece of me in every single
Second of every single day
But if it's true then tell me how it got this way

Where are you now?
As I'm swimming through the stereo
I'm writing you a symphony of sound
Where are you now?
As I rearrange the songs again
This mix could burn a hole in anyone
But it was you I was thinking of

And I can't get to you
I can't get to you
I can't get to you

Where are you now?
As I'm swimming through the stereo
I conduct a symphony of sound
Where are you now?

As I'm cutting through you track by track
I swear to God this mix could sink the sun
But it was you I was thinking of

And this is my mixed tape for her
It's like I wrote every note
With my own fingers


Friday, July 28, 2006

Ahh!! So, my appeal went through! I'm so glad, cuz I'd rather not be here anymore. Too much bullshit to put up with. I took my public safety exam today, and I get the results in 7-10 days. Cool shit. Anywho, I'm off to write some letters, cuz that's the only way I can communicate with folks these days.

Kristin!! I miss you!! I miss a lot of people, heh, whatever. See you guys REAL SOON!





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