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Interests: i love to write quotes. umm.. let's see. a little more about me? my names Jordan. alot of people think i'm a little strange, but that's okay. uhh.. i had scoliosis when i was 11, my spine was bent at a 75 degree angle, or in other words it was shaped like an 'S'.i had back surgery in 2003 to fix it. They inserted a steel rod into my back to straighten it and then they fused my spine. so basically i'm like totally inflexible. haha. i'd love to talk to other people who've had or still have scoliosis. i can answer some questions if they're willing. umm... i love to run cross country. and my most favoritist sport of all time is soccer (even though my doctor says i'm not supposed to be playing). i've been playing since i was 4 years old... uh.. oh, i like to creep people out with my fingers since they're very double jointed, and they bend in all sorts of unnatural ways... i come from a painful past but i'm not gonna bore you all with the details, if you wanna know ask and i'll tell. umm...
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Monday, September 11, 2006

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JORDAN


Sunday, September 03, 2006

Okay. i don't have long so this'll be a short update but it's still an update so no complaining. um.. don't take any of these quotes unless you leave me crediton your site because i wrpte them all.

 

6 years old and full of questions about the world;
but as she aged she realized her answers would never come.
She'd be stuck in a world of confusion;
never knowing the truth about her past.
she tries so hard to hide it under that fake smile
but she knows she'll never be the same.

I spend my time traveling the world;
singing my heart out to one night rock festivities
and trying to forget the rest of my life.

 

we all dream for something bigger;
something bigger that this miniscule life we're leading.
but where do we draw the line?
how do we decide what is good enough?
and how do we decide if we should dream bigger?

I see teens living in cars on the streets;
searching for the warmth that only a home could provide;
but they'll never know the comfort a home;
for them home was always a cold, bitter place;
a place to go when they needed to bring their ego down.

 

the traffic lights illuminate the damp pavement below.
the yellow lines go on down the road,
telling me that i can go on even further
and tonight i'm in one of those moods.
tonight i think i'll drive until i find the end of the world.
Tonight i'm gonna escape this town.



grew up on the old cul de sac drinking whiskey in the sun.
mama was a single mother by day and worked her ass of at night.
daddy, well who knows where he ended up.
never did get a chance to meet the guy.
But there were lies that even i couldn't find the truth to, up until this day.

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i remember the stars in the sky on that beutiful night.
sitting in the back of your old beat-up El camino;
singing our hearts out to the radio.
That was one of the best nights of my life.

 

x3 Jordan


Wednesday, August 23, 2006

okay. sorry for the long wait. i had a an update for you yesterday but right as i was getting ready to post it our electric went out so i had to re-write everything. i've been kind of busy lately since i have to go back to school soon so it'll probably take me longer to update but i'll try and get updates up as often as possible. as always leave comments because they're what motivates me to write more.

All Quotes are 100% written by me so leave credit on your site if you take any of them.

 

i love the immaturity that comes with childhood.
that carefree innocence that sets us free.
But as you grow older you'll come to see,
we're robbed of our spirit.
you're just being setup to become the prototype for America;
just the typical housewife or business man,
that's all you'll ever be.

don't bother looking for me if i disappear
cause' this town is burning down tonight
and it's my chance to leave;
i'll run away to a new place
where no one knows my name.

things go on inside my head that you wouldn't want to see;
it's nights like these when i wish to god that someone could take me away.
i've been trapped inside this place but i'm looking to be set free.

  

she's as unpredictable as the words coming out of her mouth;
she voices all her thoughts because it's liars that she hates.
if your gonna open your mouth minds well speak the truth.

All my past memories have gone up in flames.
everything that once seemed so routine now seems so strange.
i guess that's what happens when you try to leave.

look at her; she's a picturesque tragedy;
long dark hair and olive green eyes;
there's bruises on her arms but she won't tell me why.

     

& the street seems so cold to all the people passing by
but when you have no where else to go
these streets are what we call home.

lying in the cul de sac with all the kids from the neighborhhod;
this is as close as we'll ever come to escaping;
and as we lie and wait for the lights to go out
we dream of a day when we can all be free;
and when we're older we'll return to this street
bringing up the memories of the nights we spent together.

i'm crossing over the state line;
leaving this messed up town behind;
and my final thoughts as i leave are that
"i hope to god it doesn't follow me."

  

& tonight i'll risk my life;
i'll put it all on the line because if i waste another minute
I'll be so close to death. this is the night where i have to prove i'm still alive.

they all watched as she fled this town
"She'll be back." is what they all say.
she went searching for fame in a place far away
but you have to be fake to be famous today
and she's far too real to survive in California.

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Saturday, July 29, 2006

All quotes were written by me so leave credit on your site if you take them :)

It's an early Monday morning as the light creeps in the room;
She craves the freedom of the outside world
but she's stuck in this hell whole.

The rain begins to fall as soon as the lights go out;
Another day of gloom is sure to come when dawn breaks
but for now we have our dreams and we can live a fantasy.
if just for a few hours we can be who we really want to be
because in the darkness of the night we're not afraid to stand out.

The street lamps light looms overhead
as she lays her head on the concrete.
Another day of work gone by and still she's on the streets.
minimum wage isn't enough to survive
but still she gets up every morning and puts forth her best effort.
but why? if only to return to this same rotten home.
Maybe it's because she knows that by trying she's providing herself with the hope;
the hope that someday she'll make it. someday she won't be a failure.

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memories infiltrate her mind during the late night;
glimpses of her unforgiving past;
she wonders if she'll ever escape the demons of her life,
but in the back of her mind she knows there's no hope;
They'll follow her wherever she goes destroying everything she loves.

The noise of the city never stops
and while you set yourself down for bed
the world is still going to move on without you.
it's early proof that when we die nobody will really miss us
if they can survive without us while we sleep
than they can survive when we all die.

There's vodka on the table and sleeping pills in the drawer;
Tonight she's gonna make a statement to the world;
She's got that look in her eyes that says she wants to die.

Can you survive the night alone in this dark room with nothing but your thoughts?

'Future" is an overated term.
There shouldn't be a need to worry bout the future;
You must live in the moment because the moment
could be over in the blink of an eye.

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Humans crave that which they cannot have.

 

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Tuesday, July 25, 2006

 

22 new quotes. all made by me. comment and subscribe.
& if you take any of them please, please, please, leave credit. alot of people steal them and that's not very nice.

<33

They're pressuring you;
don't let them win;
you can't just give in.
remember only you can make your own decisions.
don't let them lead you down a road of destruction.

<33

You're a little young to become a cynic
of course anything is possible these days.
you say death has targeted all of us
& we have no chance to escape.

She's been fed so many lies
that she's not sure if she can take it anymore.
it's ruined her faith and her trust
and she's lost all hope in this world.

<33

driving on the highway;
trying to escape this viscious town;
there's nothing left but the remnants of buildings;
all turned to ash. & the stench of the lost souls
who'll be trapped in this unforgiving town
for an eternity.

surrounded by people who never truly cared;
they morphed me into their own sick, twisted, little doll.
& now i can't even recognize what i've become.

<33

a mother sits down with her daily glass of wine;
her eyes tell the story her mouth will never voice;
the tale of a cruel man; a father i'll never know.
a man who robbed her of her free spirit
& in turn left her with me. a worthless daughter.
who will now serve as a constant reminder
of what happened that cold winter night.

i leave a note behind for anyone who might've cared.
but there's no chance i'm coming back to this place.
too many memories and past mistakes.
it's time i start somewhere new.
with new faces and new places.
i'll re-create myself.

<33

she searches for a place to belong.
in a world so big it's difficult for her.
nobody seems polite enough to get to know her.
they stare her down and throw her out
just like all the other lost souls that wandered through this town.

the rain seems to trigger something inside of me;
a memory that i thought i'd lost forever.
a night filled with freedom, long, long age.
when i danced the night away in the streets
& nobody bothered telling me to "come inside"
i believe that was the last night i ever truly felt free.

<3

why are you so made up tonight?
trying to impress just another nobody who will never care.
i thought you'd learened by now
that no one ever means what they say.

she was a nice little girl;
used to wear her heart on her sleeve.
but cruelty struck the small girls life at such a young age.
a father who was never there;
and a mother who was always drunk
she had to learn how to survive by herself.

<33

my neighbors shy away from me;
they try not to get caught in my eyes
because they know my glance will send shame their way;
they should be ashamed. they knew all along
That i was suffering yet they never chose to help me out.

she had many friends but very few who really cared;
she'd never let them know the pain she was in.
she kept it locked up until it bubbled to the top
& that's when she exploded bringing many down
in her path of self destruction.

<33

it was a year ago today.
the day i finally made it out.
after a lifetime of taking all that abuse
i just up and left and found a way out.
and now all that's left to do
is find a way to forget my past and carry on with my life.

you've got bruises on your arms girl;
you lie to me and say you tripped and fell
but i recognize the hollow in your eyes;
your story goes deep.
i see a mere child only trying to defend herself
against a man who promised to take care of her.

<33

my life's become a routine;
i do the same thing everyday.
i think it's time for a change.

pieces of the past scatter themselves
in my present & future.
i tried to get rid of it
but it keeps on returning in everything i do.

<33

she's a hippie at heart;
born into a different century;
but all she really wants is for people to get along;
she'd trade the fighting for true freedom.

you judge the people living on the streets, but why?
because you have more money?
because you come from a privileged background?
well i'll tell you what. those people that you judge,
they're more pure than you'll ever be.

<33

i don't know where home is anymore.
the place i grew up in wasn't very homely
and the apartment i now reside isn't very pleasant either;
just a place to store all of my personal items;
but will i ever find a home?
a place where i can go to when i'm lost and confused?

you always do what you're told,
but where's the fun in that?
sometimes to live life,
you have to break a couple of rules.

<33

she's sick of complaining
& all she wants to do is have some fun,
so we'll go to a rock concert tonight
& forget about reality for a few hours.
we'll breathe through the lyrics.

 

I expect lots of comments :)



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