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Name: zack
Birthday: 5/26/1988
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Member Since: 2/24/2005

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Sunday, December 09, 2007

This years love had better last
Heaven knows it's high time
And I've been waiting on my own too long
But when you hold me like you do
It feels so right
I start to forget
How my heart gets torn
When that hurt gets thrown
Feeling like you can't go on

Turning circles when time again
It cuts like a knife oh yeah
If you love me got to know for sure
Cos it takes something more this time
Than sweet sweet lies
Before I open up my arms and fall
Losing all control
Every dream inside my soul
And when you kiss me
On that midnight street
Sweep me off my feet
Singing ain't this life so sweet

This years love had better last
This years love had better last

So whose to worry
If our hearts get torn
When that hurt gets thrown
Don't you know this life goes on
And won't you kiss me
On that midnight street
Sweep me off my feet
Singing ain't this life so sweet

This years love had better last
This years love had better last
This years love had better last
This years love had better last


Tuesday, January 23, 2007

"a life of lost potential and continual dissapointment is unworthy of even mentioning, but a life with diligence and perservervance is not only worthy of mentioning but praisable in every sense"

-anonymous


Thursday, December 28, 2006

tomorrow...my life will be happier


Thursday, November 30, 2006

xanga makes me laugh now because you have dominated my comments, which i mind not at all but people still come to my site they just don't comment anymore...so this is for you....

um love

lots and lots of it


Sunday, October 15, 2006

Graves

I dreamed one man stood against a thousand,
One man damned as a wrongheaded fool.
One year and another he walked the streets,
And a thousand shrugs and hoots
Met him in the shoulders and mouths he passed.

He died alone.
And only the undertaker came to his funeral.

Flowers grow over his grave anod in the wind,
And over the graves of the thousand, too,
The flowers grow anod in the wind.

Flowers and the wind,
Flowers anod over the graves of the dead,
Petals of red, leaves of yellow, streaks of white,
Masses of purple sagging…
I love you and your great way of forgetting.

Carl Sandburg



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