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new livejournal name : behindcrimetape <--add me if you wish to be added
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[08 Sep 2004|11:30am] |
A long time ago I was at my friend Kevin's house and we were drawing tattoos all over each other and this is the one I drew on my arm.. I think it looks totally rad.
( you broke my heart and left me for ... him. )
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[08 Sep 2004|11:14am] |
mark off each day, make sure not to miss a second
because we're counting down the days 'til we die
after each strike of twenty-four hits
cold concrete moves beneath our feet
while we walk hand in hand to the last place we bled
six feet under the surface we lay together, alone togeteher forever
the time flies by our candy kissed lips
as our hearts skip to the melody of the pattering tear drops
we've made it this far, let's not stop now
we may not know what we're doing
but we sure as Hell won't give up
because to us this is perfect and to me you're no different
so silence our heart beats, sew shut our eyes
kill the blood flowing throughout our pumping veins
do what you think will stop the young from being naieve
but you can't stop us from loving
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[02 Sep 2004|05:16pm] |
look i drew a picture on the computer!
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[02 Sep 2004|04:09pm] |
Drinking Empty Bottles
I'm getting stood up every second that I wait
and I count down the hours 'til this feeling goes away
(but it always wants to stay)
So I'm pacing back and forth passing picture frames
as they shatter to the ground
and I'm cringing from the sound
and your whispers blow the air all around
I have to get out of here
The walls are holding in your lies
and the mirrors reflect your bleeding eyes
your finger tips leave razor burns in the broken sky
and for one second you thought you were alive
but we all know that's a lie
because you're a walking, talking
feelingless corpse
with no sense of direction
and no sense of remorse
while being invincible
you'll never die
because you never were fully alive
breathe in (breathe in)
like its your last breath
breathe in (breathe in)
like its your only chance of getting over it
impossible
dim lighted candle bouncing off your skin
impossible
to really know what you're really thinking
The people of our world
screams flicker off of the walls
shattering the glass that holds up the frames
ringing in the ears of the surrounding children
making them aware of what they really know
that they could never never get what they deserve
tears streaming down the eyes of the killers
rocking back and forth in the dark alley
hugging the knife, their only friend
defective toys left on the shelf
walking alone, searching the open lids
forming a bond with the street lights and benches
covering themselves with recycled paper
like the passing people cover their eyes
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[01 Sep 2004|09:58pm] |
Snowed In
pushed against the wall
taking in each of your kisses
gasping for them like air
knowing i need you to breathe
the snow blows in to our eyes
blurring the vision of those looking on
but we don't care if they see anyway
because this is the night we dreamed of
the air is cold, our skin is warm
the seconds pass like the winter days
and we're holding on to whatever we can
even though we know it will fade away
you breathe in like your lungs are empty
and you're standing in the fog
we're stupid and young
but still think we're in love
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[30 Aug 2004|07:18pm] |
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i *heart* jeff |
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im a sentimental loser
who could pour my heart out for pages and pages
and still stop to think for just one minute
that i successfully fell in love with an empty bottle of ink
perfect cursive and perfect curses
scribbled across lines of those who forgot
what its really like to be a hopeless romantic
but still remember what its like to be hopeless
hopeless, alone, confused
broken, tired and bruised
sleeping, crying, missing
but in the end the lovers lose
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[25 Aug 2004|06:04pm] |
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jeff's the best! |
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blankets pulled up against her chin
a kiss on her forehead as she breathes heavy
he switches the switch to off
as he leaves her in his bed
kisses exchanged under the stars
they're not her's, but she'll take them anyway
broken morals right outside the window
while a life is lost behind the curtains
eternal dreams flow out her lips
her chest, motionless
clutching the necklace you tied around her throat
marking one love she thought you claimed
<.guess what that poems about.> don't worry its not personal.
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[21 Aug 2004|07:18pm] |
i made a new icon.. first time in like..FOREVER! and I made a new background.
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| warped tour |
[20 Aug 2004|10:06pm] |
went to the warped tour last night. it was so much fun, even though i was tired and drained like woah. we got there right on time and got to see all the bands i wanted to see. story of the year, yellowcard, falloutboy, the used, co&ca, and taking back sunday. some more bands, im sure. lol. if you want all the details check out craig's lj. ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) emperormajora
when i was waiting in line to get my TBS shirt jeff saw Matt from Letter Kills so he went up to talk to him. Then when I was done I went over to him and I was just like "im tired of standing in all these god damn lines" lol. and Jeff's like "this is my g/f" and Matt's like "hey g/f, high five!" ha ha. i was all casual and im like "oh cool" ha ha. and then i was like "uh, wanna sign my pants?" ha ha. so he signed my pants. then we were walking and the guitarist of hidden in plain view came up to us and gave us something, so i was like "hey! sign my pants!" and the other guitarist came over and signed my pants too. and then the guitarist of hidden in plain view signed them too. it was a great time.
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[18 Aug 2004|06:43pm] |
working the minds of former heart breakers
getting them back for their ice cold kisses
taking their hearts and drawing a squiggle down the middle
this is the feeling a former heart breaker misses. -jenny-
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[18 Aug 2004|06:16pm] |
im strong enough to do this on my own
realize it hurts to much to care
i know what drives you wild
baby, you're the answer to my nightmares
i dont know what else to say
and if i did would i say it anyway?
im not too sure, not too aware
baby, you're the answer to my nightmares
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[18 Aug 2004|05:44pm] |
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Lots of stuff has been going on and i haven't had time to show some pictures from the past few days so I thought I would. Here yall go!
My Tongue Ring:
( You're the answer to my nightmares )
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[17 Aug 2004|01:32am] |
Initiate Your Heartbreaking Skills
she whispers softly in his ear
as he slowly falls asleep
if he were to die
he prays his kisses she will keep
and he would give her the world
but she doesn't want it anymore
so she's walking alone in the middle of the night
kicking dirt in to her eyes
she's blind
as she shuts the door
she cant see that he's worth so much more
she gets lost in the fog
and falls down in the dirt
no water from heaven
could wash away all her hurt
and her tears stream down her face
forming pools in the corners of her frown
if she were standing on the edge
she knows she'd look down
just to see how far she'd have to fall
before she'd hit the water
and drown..and drown..and drown
she whispers softly in his ear
as he slowly falls asleep
she tells him what she did to him
and now she's in way too deep
she knows that she's not worth all his time
she knows that he deserves better
so she ripped out some paper
and wrote him a letter
she signed it "i love you"
and how she'd never stop, never
and how he better not ever, ever forget her
she closes the door
and closes her eyes
her actions were wrong
but her choices were right
now she has nothing
because she wants him to have everything
but she couldn't be more alone
and it hurts her to be so alone
she whispers softly in his ear
as he slowly falls asleep
but this memory plays over
and over in a ...dream.
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[12 Aug 2004|11:15pm] |
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let's not pretend we're depressed. let's not impress them with our clothes, dressed to impose on what everyone else knows just to know we are not alone. let's not listen to the sounds of reality breaking, but let's listen to ourselves and our hearts like we used to, like we used to follow the butterflies til they brought us together. and how there was still meaning in forever and ever. let's not accept apologies when we know we can't make amends, just to continue on being falsely identified friends. let's not pretend we cry every night, and tell everyone how our saddest day was today or maybe even yesterday, but we know that tomorrow will be better, because we all are forgetful and signed the get well letter. let's not pretend and stop and think for just one minute, and realize what he have, instead of saying our minds were corrupted by other people, when we know its not so bad. let's not pretend our hearts are broken and our one last token to happiness is choking on our own spit when we swallow, when we can't say what we feel and all we do is follow. let's not pretend we're depressed, because we're not. we're not.
*~JENNY~*
an older poem that i never posted:
i would grab your heart right through your chest
until your ribcage healed around my wrist
so i could break it with every beat
and on the verge of every kiss
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[12 Aug 2004|01:56am] |
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would she take your dreams and paint you a picture
with the most realistic details you're beautiful eyes have ever seen?
would she take your thoughts and bring them to life
and mean what she said and say what she means?
would she kiss your tears as they fell down across your lips and hold your hand as you slipped away?
would she erase the pain with three simple words and brighten up the sky if its a cloudy day?
would she be there for you, waiting, if you went away and left her crying alone
would she be there for you, bleeding, if you went away and left her alone by her phone
would she be there for you just to see
that the girl you've been needing
should have been me?
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[11 Aug 2004|02:15am] |
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false advertisement and painted on smiles
its hard to believe the heartless can still breathe
magazine covers taken way too far and way too serious
flying above us all with they're paper wings
wind blown distractions and air borne disease
infecting every split open wrist bleeding on the concrete
reaching out to that one last love they thought they felt
and that very first good bye the they never could believe
cursive letters spell out armageddon in the clouds of the acid rain sky
the scripture so small, so jagged, so impossible to read
but maybe people are just too blind, too ignorant
to believe the small but obvious signs they see
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