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| 12:01am 11/04/2005 |
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mood:  mellow
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god bless the daylight, the sugary smell of springtime remembering when you were mine in a still suburban town when every thursday i'd break those mountain passes and you'd skip your early classes and we'd learn how our bodies worked. god damn the black night with all it's foul temptation i become what i always hated when i was with you then
we looked like giants in the back of my grey subcompact fumbling to make contact as the others slept inside and together there in a shroud of frost, the mountain air began to pass from every pane of weathered glass and i held you closer than anyone would ever get
do you remember the JAMC? and reading aloud from magazines i don't know about you but i swear on my name they could smell it on me i've never been too good with secrets. no… and together there in a shroud of frost and mountain air began to pass through every pane of weathered glass and i held you closer… |
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| The Effin Weekend... |
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| 09:35pm 10/04/2005 |
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mood:  loved
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This is the end to a perfect weekend. It didnt start out a great as it ended. We will start on friday when i called my father on the way to lunch saying i need gas now cause i cant make it home after school he says "sure you can" so i say ok and never second guess it. So i go back to second period and do a whole lot of nothing like i do everyday at school and it turns out that i have a 78 in my algebra one glass. Thats insane because ole matt here sucks at algebra. So i venture out onto the road cause we're outta schoo and its mother effin friday which has me stoaked like a beast. We'll i get about half way to my dads house and BOOM no effin gas. Some randoms pushed Kevin and I over to the side of the road and we just sat in the hot hot heat for a hour untill momma sims came to save the day. Fast forward to the night its friday and if you know who i am you know every friday night I go to el meson to see the worderful eddie pontiac. Well i went with kevin effin man only style. My teacher Mr. Gregory was there like he always is and when we went to pay for out check our waiter informed us that he had paid for it. I was effin so happy/mad because i really dont like when people pay for my food its just weird and awkward the next time you see them. So kevin and I took our money that was intened for dinner and bought the new hothotheat album. So saturday i wake up hoping to see jess HXC style and she called and was like i'll see you in a hour and i was like EFF YEA! So we went to Scottsboro, AL to hangout with my nigga's Heathercore and Mike, at first it was not fun at effin all was quite lame. Some place called unclaimed baggage or w/e was so lame but its supposed to be famous cause oprah was there or something. Then we got to heathers house and it was so effin fun for no paticuler reason at all. I saw boston the coolest effin kitty in the world. Then we went and i stared at heathers ipod of a hour and slobberd on my self. We took shots of heather and then went back to the house and just hung out. Then the ride home was great a hour in a half drive with just Jess, Me and Copeland. Beautiful times. This weekend was imaculant thanks to all her joined me. |
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