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i see sunset in your eyes

its 1:30, why am i still awake.
i haven't blogged in forever. But right now i'm just sittin in bed listening to pussycat dolls-i hate this part right here. i love listening to old songs that take you back to a time and place that was connected to it. There's so many songs that you come across that you forgot even existed, but once you hear it you almost just want to stop and listen, and for those few minutes re-live the moment. It's like finding old pictures, or reading old journals. The feelings become so real again, the exact mind frame you had in that moment you first heard the song, or the moment that held the song's importance, are reborn.
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all those arrows you threw, you threw them away

barcelona-Please don't go.
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we've learned to bend when the wind blows

i've learned that it's just as important to be a friend to yourself sometimes
just as, if not more, important to be the person the friend that tells you when to stop
the friend that tells you when you've gone too far
when you're out of line
to be the angel on your shoulder rather than the demon
the voice that goes "turn around, just walk away"
because walking away is sometimes the best thing you can do for someone else too

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when it's all been said and done, there is just one thing that matters, did i do my best to live for him.

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"be wise enough not to be reckless,
but brave enough to take risks"
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let the music interupt me. i don't care.

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it hit me.
but i don't have time to think about it. so i acknowledged it for a second or two, and before i could think more about it, i shook it away. and returned to calculus.
<3
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:S

final stretch. crunch time.
i can do it.
focus.
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void

why is there that empty spot. why do we feel we need to fill it. why is it that we're usually always looking for that person to make the emptiness dissapear. who made it. who told us that spot even existed.thanks a lot to whoever did, jerk.
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