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[05 Aug 2007|11:46pm] |
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hello livejournal!
so, has anyone ever had a day when you wake up and everything sounds different? i know this is a question i've asked most of my close friends already, and i've received varying answers.
well i've gone through a week of said nonsense.
a medicated epiphany almost.
it's like everything is an octave lower and slower.
music i once loved is now mediocre or shit.
am i hearing things properly for the first time, or is this a nasty side effect of the carbamazepine that will subside with time?
sad times indeed.
well i hope all is well with everyone.
time for sleep as i am on the day shift (and it's killing me).
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[08 Jun 2007|07:09pm] |
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my hair has faded to an almost greenish color... already? wtf mate.
looks like another hair dying party is in order.
i fear doing it at home as my sister may castrate me if i get the shower purple...
help!
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| two people, too damaged, too much, too late |
[22 Dec 2006|06:44pm] |
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alexisonfire - rough hands |
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was I left behind?
someone tell me, tell me I survived.
don't look so surprised that I'm home, but just for tonight.
with rough hands and sore eyes
so don't speak, I am tired.
let's just live through this lie.
she says I swear too much,
she says a lot of things,
well I'd swear every other word if I could
for her I'll make an attempt.
sometimes love isn't about how much someone suits you
but how much you're willing to change to suit them.
all my bones are dust
(Two people too damaged too much too late)
and my heart's sealed with rust
(Two people too damaged too much too late)
these hands will always be rough
(Two people too damaged too much too late)
I know this won't count for much
(Two people too damaged too much too late)
one day my hands were too soft,
one day she said, "I'm tired".
one day her clothes were on my floor,
one day, empty bottles.
well I'm not saying she's my last.
I'm just saying that she could have been,
it doesn't matter how rough these hands get.
it doesn't matter cause I'm not her man.
rough hands
rough days,
rough hands
rough nights,
rough hands,
rough season,
rough hands,
rough fights...
all my bones are dust (rough hands, rough days)
(Two people too damaged too much too late)
and my heart's sealed with rust (rough hands, rough season)
(Two people too damaged too much too late)
these hands will always be rough (rough hands, rough days)
(Two people too damaged too much too late)
I know this won't count for much (rough hands, rough season)
(Two people too damaged too much too late)
yeah, so i just bought the new(est) alexisonfire album, and i must say it's really good.
much better than that piece of crap "watch out!"
i get so depressed in the winter, but i think music was the factor lacking as i sunk deeper than usual this year... y'know, not hanging out with anyone other than my computer.
now that i've got the discman up and running on the busses i'm starting to feel a lot better, so i'm being ambitious and going out tonight.
anyways i'm headed out to ryan's uncles christmas party...
then possibly gio's with jordan.
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[20 Oct 2006|02:25pm] |
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hopesfall - the broken heart of a traitor |
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wtb girlfriend that doesn't yell at me for waking her up for work.... pst.
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[03 Oct 2006|01:38pm] |
okay, so it's official, i'm far less of a man than my high warlord girlfriend.
oh well, at least i look like a pimp and i can still shank her if she doesn't give me my moneys
plus i paid 800g for my epic hummer mount.
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[13 Jul 2006|07:52am] |
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thine eyes bleed - cold victim |
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Dear cuntbag, RE: stupid post
No, I'm not dating a crazy bitch. Grow the fuck up and stop twisting things around and starting shit. If you need to know, I'm hanging out with a recovered depressive. She's been stable for over a year and she's a better shammy than you are and is going to school for her degree in political journalism.
Get over it.
Love
Shaun
PS: My real girlfriend is World Of Warcraft. Thats right, I said it. Now STFU Nubbins.
it's funny how you're allowed to make fun of my girlfriend but i'm not allowed to make fun of your boyfriend. you my dear need to grow the fuck up and stop running to lj to console yourself.
PSS: horrible grammar courtesy of said post.
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[10 Jun 2006|07:20pm] |
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NO!!! Have you smelled this thing?
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[19 May 2006|09:42pm] |
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tonight my lovely anna k made me a delicious dinner because i was feeling sad.
the dinner was a stir fry of chicken, brocoli, mushrooms and bacon with terryaki sauce, mixed with rice and mozzarella cheese on a pesto and garlic wrap. it may sound strange but it tasted absolutely amazing.
mad props to your ridiculously hot cooking prowess.
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[06 May 2006|04:20am] |
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at the drive-in - metronome arthritis |
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OMG!11!!1
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| what if forensics finds the answer? |
[05 May 2006|05:01pm] |
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at the drive-in - metronome arthritis |
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best at the drive-in song ever.
oh yeah, and suiciety at the zoo tonight? who's in?
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[01 May 2006|04:22am] |
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kind of like spitting - 1330 oak 1995 |
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so, if i'm mainly happy these days, why do i feel so miserable at home?
it's probably the things you say and do.
i wish you were having an easier time letting go.
i really do.
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[30 Apr 2006|03:18pm] |
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dashboard confessional - this ruined puzzle |
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check it out, lol.
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[27 Apr 2006|03:37am] |
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the faint - desperate guys |
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yeah, okay, fuck you too.
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[25 Apr 2006|03:27am] |
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alkaline trio - sorry about that |
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i hate myself for what i've done to you.
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[17 Apr 2006|06:49pm] |
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from autumn to ashes - short stories with tragic endings |
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whoops!
stupid me.
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[21 Jan 2006|02:04am] |
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bleeding through - on wings of lead |
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you know a metal show is bad when the emo fag is too metal for the show..
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[19 Jan 2006|11:54pm] |
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the blood brothers - ambulance vs. ambulance |
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sitting here eating peanut butter on toast...
sometimes i'm so glad i'm not alergic to peanuts.
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| after the eulogy... |
[10 Jan 2006|03:44pm] |
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boy sets fire - after the eulogy |
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so, my uncle rick recently passed away.
he was only 47, never smoked a day in his life and died of some bizarre form of tongue cancer.
it's weird, i cried for the first time in a long time.
last time i really cried like that was when my grandma died.
an that was about 10 years ago or so.
the weird thing is, is that i wasn't that close to him in the later part of his life, i mean growing up his house was the house we always stayed at when my parents went on vacation.
and his kids were the closest in age to my sister and myself so we were very close with them.
anyways, i don't know, i wish i would have seen him before he passed, but he didn't want visitors, wanted to be remembered the way he was.
there were a whole bunch of fucked up family issues at the funeral, as my mom being the black sheep was shunned by half of the family..
shunned at a funeral?
a reminder of our own mortality?
my grandpa broke into tears because of that, and the obvious passing of his son.
sickening.
my aunts need to grow the fuck up.
it was a fucking emotional day.
i felt so awkward and couldn't stand staying there half as long as we did.
aunts and uncles greeted my sister with open arms and looked at me with disgust, i didn't even get a hug out of anyone.
if any of them had taken the time to talk with me they'd realize i'm pretty much the same geeky kid i've always been.
uncle steve was pretty much the only person to really take interest in what was going on in my life.
that man, he's so sweet, so proud of his daughters, so happy all the time, even though he's battling cancer himself.
*shrug*
i don't even know where i'm going with this.
emotionally i feel a wreck, so i've just been numbing myself in another world.
the world... of warcraft.
58 druid.. wooohoo?
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