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OLiPopples's Journal
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Tired of all the kids saying "love sucks"....
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October 15, 2008, 06:43:pm
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So this is MY definition.
Argue with me if you want, I don't care.
*clears throat* Love:
Very complicated and often overlooked as cliche due to the fact most people have "love" set on their mind like the fairy tales do it. AKA "true love" [i.e Cinderella, Sleeping Beauty, Snow White]
Love is simply a feeling.
Kinda like when you drink about 5 monsters; you get all stimulated and shit, and you're like "OOO FUCKIN YEA!!! BEST MOMENTZ OF MAH LYFEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!*is having a stroke*"
Ok; ignore that dumb example I just gave
I mean; its not really something you can really describe completely. And I know the people who've never had it before get tired of people saying that (haha)
But to keep it simple, before I go ranting and shit, its an emotion; one of THE most amazing emotions you will ever feel. Even after it ends, because you will have the memories of the love when it was still innocent and naive towards everything.
The thing that hurts people is the ENDING of love.
So, please, don't go around yelling about how "love sucks" and "its a lie"
Thank you <3
Mood: apathy
Music: The Best Deceptions [live]- Dashboard Confessional
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AAAARRGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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October 03, 2008, 06:47:pm
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We finally moved to the new apartment. yayyyyyyyy 
Cept we don't have internet yet :[
and I have to keep coming to the library when I can to keep from boredom. Besides when I use my moms phone to log into msn once in awhile.
But yea, we won't get it for about a month or more X[
I ish a sad oli
Mood: Bleh
Music: Silence
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222,333,444,555,666,777
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September 16, 2008, 10:05:pm
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So we've drowned the farthest we could go.
This is what happens when we play our cards wrong.
But my angel, you are unlike any lie. So beautiful, so untouched.
Pull me closer til our hearts dance as one together.
Comfort the insecurities, Relieve my anxiety, and remind yourself not to tell me its over; even when it is.
And I promise I'll love you like I do.
From this life and death, til the next
I WILL add more, I promise ^v^
Mood: Emty
Music: Pulse of the Maggots- Slipknot
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Recent idiotic letter
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August 20, 2008, 01:06:am
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I figured out my life was artificial today.
My tears swam through my heart, and I felt nothing.
Everything I had 'loved' in the past became unbearable to me
And everything I had split into pieces. But now that I look at it, I had nothing.
I broke down and lay on my bed; thinking about everything as I brought myself down in tears, again.
And THAT is the day I realized all the good in my life comes in a bottle of prescription. I don't "love" all these things I've claimed to.
I'm just addicted; addicted to the way these "magical" pills make me see things.
The only reason I would get excited is...Because it wasn't me.
It wasn't how I would've ever seen things on my own. It was new. And it seemed so great, at the time.
There's no way in hell I'd be able to see things like that by myself.
And apparently, if I miss a couple dossages, it will give me "strange, awkward, depressing side effects".
Side effects= myself.
Apparently I'm either not good enough/too much to handle for my mom.
And she probably 'knows' she won't be able to take it at all once she's a single parent.
Mawww. I don't know, I'm just...pointless, to be honest.
Why the hell do people put up with me
Mood: :O
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Cry out to the cutter
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August 18, 2008, 05:50:pm
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Do not be afraid to die, to kill, to suffer, to bleed, to scar, or to be scarred
For one day these things will ALL come down on you and you'll keep the taste of blood in your locket
Save me, save me now. Before I fall and my cries become too late.
You can run from fate, but it will trap you faster that way....
p.s. This was extremely short. I know I should've written more. This isn't exactly a good way to end stuff. I always have sucked at endings. And sometimes beginnings. But I guess I'm not very smart about these things, eh?
Mood: Fuck it
Music: Slutgarden- MM
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