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Name: Kels :)
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God friends music family math acting swim team yellow band grey's anatomy fall funny people laughing good books mom :) football games Occupation: Student Industry: Entertainment
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Member Since:
9/30/2005
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| you make breaking hearts look so easy ; seems like you've done this before . | | |
| If you want to know what my life's about, sometimes I'm here and I still freak out. It's just inside my head; the tape would not reveal a thing. My life in five words: calc review; musical rehearsal; target. But despite the lack of free time I have in my life, I am surprizingly chipper. I think I have an idea why (cute boys and snacks?). I hope this lasts. I have optimism that it will :) 
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| I've always been a firm believer in the cliche phrase, "everything happens for a reason". I've just never had this big of a realization that it is undoubtedly true. It's so cool to be able to look back and laugh, because of the irony of the whole situation. All I needed to do was let things happen as they would, and not think twice about it. :) | | |
| & lately the weather has been so bipolar and, consequently, so have i. You know what? If this doesn't work out, it's no big deal. I'm so tired of the bull shit and drama. Nothing is worth this much stress. Why is the fear of rejection so overbearing? It keeps people from persuing what they want, and how they want their lives to be. So if it works out, fantasic. If it doesn't, it just wasn't meant to be. 
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| Hello there, the angel from my nightmare, the shadow in backround of the morgue, the unsuspecting victim of darkness in the valley. We can live like Jack and Sally if we want, where you can always find me, and we'll have Halloween on Christmas. And in the night we'll wish this never ends. We'll wish this never ends. I miss you.
Where are you? And I'm so sorry. I cannot sleep I cannot dream tonight. I need somebody and always this sick strange darkness comes creeping on, so haunting every time. And as I stared, I counted the webs from all the spiders catching things and eating their insides, like indecision to call you, and hear your voice of treason. Will you come home and stop this pain tonight? Stop this pain tonight.
Don't waste your time on me, you're already the voice inside my head. I miss you. 
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