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Name: Van
Country: United States
State: Kansas
Metro: Wichita
Birthday: 2/4/1987
Gender: Male
Interests: Playing instruments, I love my guitars, I miss my friends, I write less than I used to, of course its easiest to write in quiet times and I've had a lot less of those...
I take a lot of pictures but not the kind that I'd rather do, artistic and what not. Oh well, I'm a sophomore at WSU, and I've attended KSU and Butler too. I'd have to say driving is one of the most relaxing things to do, as is yelling at other drivers.
Expertise: Screwing things up..., also I'm pretty good at getting things done, changing who I am over time, little tendencies that later have bigger, deeper, effects.
Manipulation can run two ways, changing those around you or changing yourself to get what you want. I opt for the latter, its less sinister, yet more permanent.
my other page is www.myspace.com/thepanicbutton
Occupation: Marketing
Industry: Retail
Message: message meEmail: email me
Website: visit my website
AIM:  panicbutton2005
Yahoo:  panicbutton2005
Member Since:
4/5/2004
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| BusinessIts not worth being put eloquently.
Nothing poetic about it.
Just raw.
Take a bite and spit.
Its been overdressed.
Overthought.
Overhyped.
It's been dwelt on too long.
I don't live for myself at all.
Nothing is holding me back right?
Fuck it.
Can't please everyone, I'll have to please myself.
Or just throw everything away.
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| (And) I know.
But I try not to lie
So I'll admit that I don't know much at all
So the best think to do, is to start with the truth
and pick up the words as they fall.
So fuck it.
There's so much to write but now's not the time, because I can't even think
So point the finger, I might be inferior, because I can't gather my thoughts
Like I should be able to.
In the end, I want to be happy.
And be with her. As she's happy.
But still be myself, otherwise I'll always look back with regrets.
Unintentionally I've assumed and absorbed everything I'd always recite to myself
Happened without even thinking.
(with no regrets)
Can I live like that? Is that why I always second guess.
Draw the line between what "should" and what feels right.
Irony?
Or are they the same thing? I can't escape my worries...
and I definitely can't gather what chases me down.
Whats the magical amount and how do I get something I know I want?
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| Its been... Forever.This grows weary on my bones
My hip decor replaces
All the time I'd spend alone
And as I'm growing, fruiting blossoms
I'm stagnant at the core
An ominous odor emanates
From deep within my form
Don't kid yourself, its not going to last forever
Don't play like its going to be easy
Don't pretend like everything is perfect
Don't fantasize that you're perfectly happy
Because in the end its all got to end
Regardless of who wanted it to
And when its done, its already been said
So say it like you mean it
But quietly so the next ear over
can't understand the whisper
Resolution #5 - Stop lying to yourself
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| FUCK!i'm going snowboarding...
and i WILL kill myself doing it.
nice knowing you world.
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| AloneShe's gone.
Out of my empty house. Her hugs still bring me warmth.
All I want to do is hold her naked back and trace her curves with my hands, falling asleep. Beautiful.
I miss her. This 3 miles seems like the opposite end of the world.
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