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Name: Mallory
Gender: Female
Interests: writing_laughing_making people laugh_gummy bears_valentines_neon colors_Jesus Christ_the 80s_love movies_sappy songs_any kind of songs_The Breakfast Club_Almost Famous_Fall Out Boy_Maroon 5_Goo Goo Dolls_ American Hi FI_Pillar_Falling Up_Project 86_Micheal J_Napoleon_singing_Buffy The Vampire Slayer_Matchbook Romance_Switchfoot_Blink 182_Cartoons in the morning_Peter Pan_Led Zeppelin_ACDC_The Temptations_Bowling For Soup_MXPX_All American Rejects_Daphne Loves Derby_Yellowcard_Phantom Planet_The Wallflowers_Greenday_Ben Folds_Howie Day_Barenaked Ladies_The Donnas_Jack Johnson_Guster_FM Static_Gavin Degraw
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Member Since:
3/8/2005
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dont
know
how
to
change
the world
and that
is a fact.
if i could id take away your pain and your tears and your lies because
i see the sleep you loose at night. id shower you with the hopeless
motivations, love filled inspirations, morning cartoons and milky white
roses that you need. if i could id paint you a smile that you could
wear day after day when the times get rough. id let you know that no,
they do not ALL love you, but i do. id be the girl sitting by herself at lunch, the prom queen, the boy in tight black pants
and worn chuck taylors. id see the world through eyes unclouded by
stereotypes and he said/she saids. i would not speak words i did not
mean and i would never laugh when you fall down the stairs.
if i could id show everyone that this is just life. this beautiful tragedy that we write ourselves. fill it with whatever you like, it's what you make it. scatter it with tuneless melodies about lost loves and hands squeezed together in prayer. fill it with kisses in the rain and holding hands in a damp parking lot. fill it with anything but the empty promises of tommorow. fill it with anything but the dark black regrets of yesterday. fill it with moments. that. last.
(( entry from my myspace^^))
im sorry for the lack of up-datage
lifes been crazy ( then again i geuss it always is? ) and my writing lately has been mosty for me, if you know what I mean
I'll try to update more for those of you who read these<333
"someone" : thank you so much for everything you said, you
made my day, possibly my WEEK haha... you honostly made me cry, im glad
to call you my friend<3
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so long sweet summer.
so many amazing memories that have been made. the music will never stop ringing and neither will your eyes burning in my head. images of summer sun and crystal water. lying on a hammock and looking at the stars and thinking about forever. that was forever. this is forever. we are forever.
back to school and the feeling has faded and i am calm .breath. walk. smile. talk. this is what i have learned and what i will share. people will not always love you. you can long and ache for their affection but they will hurt you and leave you and look through you until your heart screams for them and they cover their ears. they will not always shower you with Xs and Os but hopefully my love you will be strong and learn that YOU can ALWAYS love beinG YOU. laugh louder. smile for real. put the days of sin behind you and see that this is just life. not a game and not a competition but an EXPERIENCE. a GIFT.
so many old faces fill me with smiles and joy and i love you all. | | |
| WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF:
>> I committed suicide:
>> I said I liked you:
>> I kissed you:
>> I ran away from home:
>> I got into a fight and you weren't there:
WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT MY:
>> Personality:
>> Eyes:
>> Face:
>> Hair:
>> Clothes:
>> Mannerisms:
WHAT ABOUT US?:
>> Are we friends?
>> How have I affected you?
>> What do you think of me?
>> What's the fondest memory you have of me?
>> How long do you think we will be friends?
>> Do you love me?
>> Have I ever hurt you?
>> Would you hug me?
>> Would you kiss me?
>> Would you hold hands with me?
>> Do you have a crush on me?
>> Are we close?
>> On a scale of 1-10, how nice am I?
>> Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.
>> Am I loveable?
>> How long have you known me?
>> Describe me in one word.
>> What was your first impression?
>> Do you still think that way about me now?
>> What do you think my weakness is?
>> What about me makes you happy?
>> What about me makes you sad?
>> What's something you would change about me?
>> How well do you know me?
>> Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?
>> Are you going to put this on your xanga and see what I say about you? | | |
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feel the music. taste the music. see it and hear it and let it
swallow you up till its just you and the lyrics and the melody. the
notes and the tune and the guitar will make your heart bust and your
feet move. your worries will leave you. theyll be back but for now
loose yourself to the microphone. loose yourself to the music.
breathing hard and ears ringing, my hands clap until my fingers are red
and sore. laugh with your mouth wide opened and look around. look at
the moon, the strobe lights, the drums, the wide eyed people and silent
onlookers. they will sit with their mouths closed. their hearts not
ready to let THIS kind of music in, while we smile and sing along.
we will always sing along.
we refuse to stop singing or stop smiling or dancing or laughing because THESE are the things that MAKE the music.
and as the music ends and the appluase dies down, we are left only with
eachother. with the memories and the tee shirts and the sore throats
and the smiles.
and that is enough.
Adding To The Noise
-SWITCHFOOT-
What's it gonna take
to slow us down
to let the silence spin us around?
What's it gonna take
to drop this town?
We've been spinning at the
speed of sound.
Stepping out of those convenience stores
what could
we want but more more more?
From the third world
to the corporate core
we are a symphony of modern humanity
If we're adding to the noise
turn off this song
If we're adding to the noise
turn off your
stereo, stereo, stereo
I dont know
what they're gonna think of next
genetic engineers of the most high tech
A couple new ways
to fall
into debt
I'm a nervous wreck but I'll bet
that that T.V. set
tells
us what we've wanted to hear
But none of these sound bites
are coming in
clear
From the third world to the corporate ear
we are the symphony of
modern humanity.
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| breathe.....
i think too much. i feel too much. i care too much. i cry too much.
but no matter how hard i try i cant stop thinking and feeling and caring and crying. these things come naturally to me.
count to ten and make it better but in the end im still left with this feeling in my stomach that i cant get rid of. no medicine can take away this feeling and no beauty product can cover it up. its just me.
sometimes this world scares me so much and i want to run and to hide and to get away from all that it has to offer. other days i want to run and scream and shout because, well... LOOK at this world. this glittering world with shattered kisses and widescreen TVs. Look around and see a miracle and try to push it away but it will come back and hug you in the morning. God never leaves. He cares. He loves. He does what the rest of us somedays CANT.
and even though my faith is fading, i will love.
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