Jinkies, Scooby. This girl has found a clue...she's onto something.

I miss a smooth door. Hmmm....

Dancing non-stop for twenty minutes makes me sweat profusely.

Huntington floods extremely easily. It's almost completely ridiculous.

Elderly men in Altimas are assholes.

Pancakes and chocolate make me a bit on the sick side.

Car payments are as fun as chewing on rocks.

Large Pink Bouncing balls at Wal*Mart are not safe for intoxicated men.

Black Moors with one large eye apparently cry one large tear.

Men standing in top hats and trenchcoats with long grey stranded hair are not real.

Dog Toys are very expensive.

Shopping carts being lodged at cars will scratch the paint.

Beagles tend to interrupt important events.

Stompin' in your air force ones in no longer seen as "cool".

Girls wearing spandex dresses, booty shorts, etc. should not be allowed to go into public.

Ben Harper does a wonder for your emotions.

I'm not the one whos tattooed on his arm.

People on the rebound are more prone to becoming whores in a short period of time.

Drunk older women should not go to Stonewall.

This is true.

"So many people to love in my life...
Why do I worry about one?
But you put the happy in my ness
You put the good times into my fun.
And its so hard to do and so easy to say
But sometimes, sometimes you just have to walk away... walk away" 

Currently Listening In Between Dreams By Jack Johnson see related

Waking up from this nightmare.
How's your life? What's it like there?
Is it all that you wanted to be?
Does it hurt when you think about me?
And how broken my heart is...

So I've stumbled out of my depression I was in there for a while, and now have moved on to a more contemplative state.  It hurts remembering all the times with people I'll never talk to again.  What hurts even more, though, is the daily constant reminders that they're gone.  Whether it be a song on the radio, a movie clip, or something in my room that once belonged to someone else, something is always held over my head.  Not that I am longing to forget, but I am completely happy with the thought of moving on, I just haven't realized how to do that yet.  Painting my fingernails however is a good start.  People who have actually conversed with me on this topic would know why.

It's okay to be angry and never let go
It only gets harder the more that you know
When you get lonely and no ones around
Know that I'll catch you when you're falling down

I've come to terms with the fact that I can say, "He/she's someone I use to know." And honestly, I love that feeling.

Take you away from that empty apartment
We'll stay and forget where the heart is
Someday if ever you loved me You'll say
It's okay

This time, This place
Misused, Mistakes
Too long, Too late
Who was I to make you wait
Just one chance
Just one breath
Just in case there's just one left
'Cause you know,
you know, you know

That I love you
I have loved you all along
And I miss you
Been far away for far too long
I keep dreaming you'll be with me
and you'll never go
Stop breathing if
I don't see you anymore

On my knees, I'll ask
Last chance for one last dance
'Cause with you, I'd withstand
All of hell to hold your hand
I'd give it all
I'd give for us
Give anything but I won't give up
'Cause you know,
you know, you know


So far away
Been far away for far too long
So far away
Been far away for far too long
But you know, you know, you know

I wanted
I wanted you to stay
'Cause I needed
I need to hear you say
That I love you
I have loved you all along
And I forgive you
For being away for far too long
So keep breathing
'Cause I'm not leaving you anymore
Believe it
Hold on to me and, never let me go
Keep breathing
'Cause I'm not leaving you anymore
Believe it
Hold on to me and, never let me go
Keep breathing
Hold on to me and, never let me go
Keep breathing
Hold on to me and, never let me go

I guess I'll never be what I want to be and especially not what people want me to be.
I've always been who I am and proud of it-not so much anymore.
Why?
Couldn't tell you.