| Back to YouLooking, Feeling, Not really knowing, Where I am going, Trying to run, Trying to escape, The inevitable, It's impossible... And so I say things I know I should say, And I do things I know I shouldn't do, Mostly just to prove to myself, You will bring me back to You... |
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| stuffSo, I'm bored again and have nothing relevant to do with my life. I've played about a years worth of video games in the last week, so that option is gone. Maybe I'll do something equivalant to work...hmmm... |
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| xanga sucks...i wonder if some xanga maker person dude is sitting watching for anyone who says stuff like that...if my profile gets deleted, you'll know why... |
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| i'm bored of facebook momentarily and have decided to post meaninglessly on my lesser blog...So, last night, I dressed up like an emo weirdo and went to this sweet italian plac and got a sweet pizza and then we went and tried to get John Owen's ipod, but his friends weren't home and then we went to marathon so far away because Josh felt like driving and wanted chapstick so we went there and Josh wanted to buy and watch a movie but he wanted the new sandlot, which sucks, and we told him that and so he bought Little Miss Sunshine, which I want to borrow, but I bought The Proposition and we went to Josh's house and did some planning to Snow Patrol and then Luke and I texted while John Owen made a completely original song based on I'll Follow You into the Dark and then Luke and I came home and Luke dropped me off and went to Bowser's and I stayed on the internet till two in the morning and then went over to our side and watched my new film (The Proposition) and enjoyed the blood and gore, like when the guy blows an aborignie's head off (that was cool) and then I went to bed listening to Natalie Imbruglia and then I got up after pressing snooze five times and I came over here and wrote on my blog. *breathing hard* Man, that took a while... This is the Josman...hyperventilating off... |
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| Xanga sucks alotXanga is nearly obsolete...why am I on here, you ask. I'm bored... |
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