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I realize that I have not submitted any photography in a while. I will try to do better, I promise.
Devious Journal Entry
Things that I am a fan of:
-Matt Pond PA
-Campbell's Creamy Tomato Soup
-The Smashing Pumpkins
-Baby pumpkins
-The Young and the Restless
-Sleeping
-The Academy Is...
-Conan
-Who's Line Is It Anyway?
-Cranberry Juice
-Texas Roadhouse
-True Grit
-Jeff Bridges
-Dispatch
-John Green
-Hank Green
-A Million Little Pieces by James Frey
-Crank (the book)
-Estelle and Blackbeard
-Sour cream
-One Tree Hill
-Alice in Wonderland
-War and Peace
-Ronan on Y&R
-UNC Wilmington
-Ford Mustangs
-American Pickers
-Lay It Down Slow by Spiritualized
High School.
220 days. 220 days left here. Only 94 of those days to be spent at Mattamuskeet. Even less if you count trips and absences. 94 days. I have never been so ready for something in my whole life. Yeah, it's sad and everything. High school graduations are always tearjerkers. It's a given. And yes, I will be sad. But it is time. I've been going to school here for 16 out of my 18 years, and it is time. It is time to go. Time to leave. Time to make a new life. I wouldn't change anything about the choices I have made about my future. I am more excited about going to UNCW than I have ever been about anything in my entire life. It seems right, it feels
Devious Journal Entry
We want to believe that if we put our whole heart into something, it cannot fail because we tried, and as long as we try we cannot fail. But the truth of the matter is that you can only put but so much of your heart into something before you wake up one day and realize that where your heart used to be, all that remains is an empty hole. And when it's gone there's nothing left to give. When it's gone there's nothing left at all, and there's no getting it back.
I guess what I'm saying is that no matter how hard you try, and no matter how much of your heart you put into it, sometimes it just isn't good enough.
Freezing Cold and Alone
a doorway thats in between
wasn't me and it wasn't you
the airplane rewrote our histories
of freeways left to go now
hysteric screams coming out of the window now
blessed arms that hold us tight
freezing cold and alone
skeleton left the closet for a little while
i slept all through the day
all through the night
all through this year
all through this life
now cold arms pull the covers tight
and bad boring dreams all come true
and its all long goodbyes
death will come slowly now
wake up, pass out, fall down
comb your hair
take a long long look in the mirror
you smiled when you lied about all of your feelings
i hope to god no
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