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Q. what's the name of your sonq ?
A. panic! at the disco - London Beckond Songs About Money Written By Machines.
Q. Can i use your quotes ?
A. Of course. just if you post them on your xanga / other site, qive us credit.
Q. Where'd you get your layout ? A. if there is a link then click it, duh.
Q. Do you wanna be online buddies ?
A. no not really. but i don't mind you IMinq me telling me how rad the site is =)
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6/28/2005
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|   and incase you were wondering, you are like a sunset to me. you are all kinds of beautiful as you end my day.
  i can sit and tell myself that i hate you at least a million times a day, but when i'm standing next to you, every word fades away.
  when silence between two people is comfortable, you know you found love.
  just because lips have met, doesn’t mean hearts have joined.
  "just because you deserve it doesn't mean they're going to give it to you. sometimes you have to take what's yours." -coach carter
  i'm afraid of not having enough time. not enough time to understand people, how they really are, or to be understood myself. i'm afraid of quick judgements & mistakes that everybody makes. you can't fix them without time. i'm afraid of seeing snapshots instead of movies.
  our eyes are placed in front, because it's more important to look [ ahead ] than to look back.
  as autumn walks in on us, i lay and watch the leaves change colors; tell me something i don't know, promise me another night with you, promise me another kiss before we're through, promise me something new.
  let's take just one more ride, you and me. we can laugh, sing, and joke just like old times live like nothing ever went wrong and no hearts were ever broken.
  your lips scream friendship but your eyes scream romance
  crisp leaves, coffee shops, and long, plaid scarves. autumn winds, photographs, and starry nights. our hands laced together, and you squeezing me tight. i can't remember a fall ever feeling so right.
  i'm so tired but I can't sleep, standing on the edge of something much too deep, funny how you feel so much but can not say a word, we are screaming inside but can't be heard. - sarah mclaughlin
  and it's been a while, but i can still remember just the way you taste
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|   love is a funny thing. it's an intensely personal yet universal thing. It has a thousand definitions, & not one of them gets it exactly right. it's a feeling. It's an experience. It's inside of us & yet elusive. we desire it yet fear it. it's the central experience of our lives, & yet it remains a mystery..
  look around gorgeous;; nothing is like it was before
  & you'll never know, till you reached the top, If it was really worth the climb or not.
  love isn't a crime. so let it out. scream his name
  friends stab you in the back, boyfriends stab you in the heart, but best friends don't carry knives.
  music has a way of reaching into the hidden corners of the mind & heart, and stirs the soul.
  i wait for the days when i will forget who you are. when the taste of your name sounds old and worn. i wait for the days when i wont remember why i needed you so bad.
  my life has gone in three directions: up side down
  x ____ love doesn't want her.
  i'm blasting my music so i won't hear my thoughts. but it's not working because the lyrics just remind me of what i'm trying to forget. how did you manage to get all these people to sing about you ?
  i lost everything to a boy who said he was mine. he said he'd hold me forever. now i'm sitting on my floor pulling out my hair to ease that i'm not sleeping again.
  at some point, you have to make a decision. boundaries don't keep other people out. they fence you in. Life is messy. That's how we're made. so, you can waste your lives drawing lines. or you can live your life crossing them.
  driving home the sky accelerates. The clouds all form geometric shapes. It goes fast, you think of the past and suddenly everything has changed.
  and as we lie beneath the stars we realize how small we are if they could love like you and me imagine what the world could be
  at the end of the day, i want to be able to fall asleep knowing that our lives are intertwined in way only we can understand.
  and rain falls gently on the roof as we lie awake in bed. you're my living proof that love is alive and not dead.
 
just thought i'd update for the hell of it.
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| if you can find that perfect spot where your head fits on his shoulder You know he’s a keeper | | |
| Love is everything it's cracked up to be. That's why people are so cynical about it. It really is worth fighting for, being brave for, risking everything for. And the trouble is... if you don't risk everything, you risk even more.
 So here's to late nights on the phone. Sneaking kisses in the hallways, dancing in the rain, and the sound of my heart, breaking when you tell me this is goodbye.
 Let's swing on the swings, and slide down the slides. Rock, paper, scissor - shoot for who loves the other one more. Then we'll whisper and giggle.. pinky promise we'll never stop loving each other.
 My sunglasses match my cocaine try. I'm so LA.
 Because of him I laugh a little harder, cry a lot less and smile a lot more.
 Good friends will be there to take your drink away from you when they think you've had enough. Best friends wll look at you stumbling all over the place and say, "Bitch, drink that rest of that.. you know we don't waste that shit!."
 Well she wants to be the queen, then she thinks about her scene; pulls her hair back as she screams, "I don't really want to be the queen." I don't really want to live this life.
 If you're photographing in color you show the color of their clothes. If you use black and white, you will show the color of their soul.
 Love can turn worst enemies to best friends, and best friends into lovers.
 Tender kisses and I'm floating on air. You can have me anytime, anywhere.
 Life is always easier for the girls that have perfect bodies and cute faces. But for the girls with flaws, everything always seems more difficult.
 Love has nothing to do with what you're expecting to get. It's what you're expecting to give- which is everything. | | |
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