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Name: muffy
Birthday: 2/23/1986
Gender: Female
Interests: i am very interested, but not very interesting.
Expertise: expert at not answering my phone.
Occupation: i work with my hands.
Industry: fashion/hair
Message: message me
Member Since:
9/22/2003
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| one of the best text mesages i've ever gotten :
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| i haven't even given sleep a chance.
and for what? nothing really.
just cause i felt like it.
feelings don't know whats best for you.
they have no rationale to know, and if they did, they wouldn't have the ability to put things into action.
thats what we are for.... to put things into action....
....and to have feelings.
in a yard there stands a tree. at night the light from the street shows on the tree, casting its shadow in the middle of a bush on the side of a house. split like a wishbone, the fork in the road tree shadow sits deceivingly still, pressing itself against the equally still house. when a passerbyer person is say.... walking their dog for a short jaunt (would you have jaunts any other way but short?) they might skim over the shadow and mistake it for a tree. see, you have to really look at it to know how it actually is. afterall, in the dark, its harder to tell the difference. its in the right place for a tree, has the right proportions and certainly the right shape, why should one question its relativity? it's there isn't it? its existence, perceived for what it is or for what it seems, consequently demands significance, whether intentionally acknowledged or acknowledged due to the effects of its original source of existence.
how special.
i feel old enough to be done with childish ways, and yet its never done with me.
i'll have the lasting word.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2fMF1iKMjUU | | |
| they do not know you anymore.
dear shadow alive and well
how can the body die
you tell me everything
anything true
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surrogate was a pretty good movie, mainly for the concept, i think the story could have been better actually. more detailed maybe? i couldn't help but think of minority report for some reason, which was a better movie, mainly cause a fuller story. but none the less, i would tell you to watch it for bruce willis.... and cause it makes you think about how this could actually happen.
TOTALLY fell asleep and left this on the screen for a few hours... | | |
| another day another lay.
no, i wish.
actually, no i don't wish.
thats sort of the opposite of what i wish.
i did see these tablets at the 7 11 check out line that claimed to make men last for 2-3 days.
thats enough time to eat at least 6 times, and sleep at least 10 hours, with plenty of lulls in the day for boredom.
a guy i know confessed a few weeks ago that he gets bored making out, and its a chore. he ends up thinking about what he wants for dinner, or what is going on in the next room that he's missing out on. i was surprised when he told me yesterday that he and his girl broke up. they were going on a strong month, i thought for sure they'd make it to the end of this month. he tried making out with me, and i stopped him, claiming i didn't want to bore him.
listening to moby, and thinking about how lovely it would have been to see him perform this weekend, but i'm content listening here, and being able to go to bed fairly early.
due to a glich in this computer screen, i can barely see whats on the screen, i can see enough to know that i'm typing on xanga, and i feel i know personally what it is to carry the burden of being blind.
its that time of year again, i'm getting that itch. (refrain jokes here) it hasn't quite been a year since i've been back, and i'm all ready to jet. i'm starting to feel like a complacent loser, and once again putting contentment in another location, just an adventure out of reach. reality, i'm doing fairly well with clients, and moving would ruin everything i've built, not to mention relationships with people that have been formed.
reality, being in a new location you get to take on a role, you are someone with a story, you are a character in a fresh element, a novelty, and everything around you is such too.
reality, its hard to delve into all the oh so convienent surface relationships to that level of kinship.... no elaborations on this, i'm tired...
reality, someone asked me last night who my best friend here is. i really had to think about that. he was like, "isn't there anyone you can tell everything to? and call up when you've had a rough day?"
ahhhh, back to you moby...
you look like a man
i knew once or twice,
so pale, so lovely,
your eyes black like ice
you look like a man,
I've seen here before,
so tired and alone,
with your wasted allure
leave me now,
just leave me now,
close the door
all my time's run out,
leave me now,
leave me now,
time is good,
all my time's run out
you look like him,
same dark black eyes,
oh just last year,
i watched him die.
you look like him,
quiet and alive,
I've left behind pain,
I've lived behind life.
leave me now,
just leave me now,
close the door,
all my time's run out
leave me now,
just leave me now,
my hope is gone,
all my time's run out
leave me now,
just leave me now,
hope is gone,
all my time's run out
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