Grab your hat and fetch your camera

Fri, 25 Dec 2009 16:27:56 GMT

I'm still alive, still breakin hearts. Merry Christmas.

Mon, 14 Dec 2009 20:42:20 GMT

Wed, 09 Dec 2009 02:14:41 GMT

I am sick. sick sick sick sick sick.

:(

Things are wierd lately. I don't think I can explain, because it's wierd. I don't feel like my feet are planted very firmly on the ground right now, I feel like a gypsy. I feel like I have every option in the world to choose from at this moment, with nothing holding me from anything.
So what do I choose? And how long will this last?

Tue, 08 Dec 2009 18:55:03 GMT

I just completed my application to Richmond. In London.

:)

Scaring the crap out myself.

Fri, 04 Dec 2009 14:32:05 GMT

Hello,
I live in Phoenix AZ, my husband took this picture with a disposable film camera on Halloween with me and my kids, when i got them developed at Walmart I noticed that half of the lamp behind us was covered, it was not when we took the picture so i asked to have it lightened, the developer hunted me down in the toy section to show me the lightened and enlarged picture, i was freaked, it looks like a black sheet is hanging from behind us like from i ceiling fan, i do not have a ceiling fan or anything on the ceiling for that matter, at the top of the picture is where you piss your pants, the face is something which i want to never know but i think we all have a good idea. the figure has a second body which is longer and continues into the next negative. I rushed home from Walmart and called my husband, not 5 seconds after i hung up all the lights in the house went out, i rushed into the garage to flip the breakers, when i returned into my house, i found my 3 year old son banging on the basement door (which i had locked previously for i have a baby that could fall downstairs if my 3 year old son opened it) i asked him why he wanted to go downstairs and he replied he wanted to talk to the tall man with the stick

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In 1997, Denise Russell took this picture of her grandmother. Years after it was developed, Denise was astonished when she saw the image of her grandfather standing behind her grandmother.

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Look in the open window just above his head. A guy named Costiniuc sent this in and wrote: "My girlfriend sent it to me one night, saying it's a picture of a friend of a friend." Costiniuc also wrote that he knows where this guy lives, and "it can't be a peeping tom :)) he's at the 3rd or 2nd floor."
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"that picture was taken by a friend's friend on a party, young girl on the right of picture was crying all party, see between the legs and you will know why... is it true that children can see ghosts??"
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This photo was captured in May of 2002 when I had several friends over for a visit... We were all gathered in my kitchen in another area other than the kitchen table which this particular photo was captured.. It was taken by my son who was age 6. We had no clue that there was another soul around other than me, my friends and son until we had this 35mm shot developed and witnessed this head that seemed to sit upon the surface of the table... Note how there is nothing there to support the images head, seems to be just hovering above the surface...
We respectfully call her "The Spirit Lady"...
This is Real.
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ok. It's coold outside and I am very tired and beginning to get sick. So school is the last place I want to be right now..
I wish Jesse was here so we could go get some coffee.

Thu, 03 Dec 2009 03:54:11 GMT

I dont know what I'm doing with my life. ha.

does anyone?
and who says we have to do something? who says that I have to go to college?
Why can't I hop on the next cargo train and ride until I stop, take a look around, and continue on my way?
Why can't I gamble my life and see where I end up?

why can't i?

Wed, 02 Dec 2009 22:54:23 GMT

Me : "Have you ever been absolutely crazy about someone you don't know?"
Jesse: "Sure, like an aquaintance you've spoken to a couple times but never really got to know them?"
Me: "No, someone you've never spoken to, ever. Someone who has no idea who you are."
Jesse: "umm.."

Wed, 02 Dec 2009 22:50:08 GMT

We'll lose our minds to all our favorite songs.

Writer's Block: Name that tune

Tue, 01 Dec 2009 14:33:48 GMT

Is there any song you'll never grow tired of hearing? If so, what is it, how long have you loved it, and why?

Submitted By connxx

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Your Hand in Mine - Explosions in the Sky

This song. This song. The most beautiful song I have ever heard. I first heard it, five years ago? I was in middle school. It makes me smile, it makes me cry, it's inspiring on the highest level. It's what life sounds like. Listen to this song while doing ANYTHING, and it's the most important thing you have ever done. You feel alive. Get high and listen to this song while driving down the interstate, and your mind blows up.

Thu, 26 Nov 2009 21:59:36 GMT

"Hey,
Trying to be as nice as I can to you, I'm Johnny's girl. But don't call my man sweetheart or cutie. It pisses me off. He is not yours & will never be again. I'm sorry but swim & find some other fish. It would be nice not to hate you, because I might be working at dairy queen in the near future. I hope you don't send me hate mail, but you might anyways. Just stop and think. Ok, have a good thanksgiving I guess. I'm sorry I had to send this I just like to be straight up."

"Boss John around, I don't take orders."

..bitch.

Thu, 26 Nov 2009 15:44:10 GMT

John and I?
not over. not even close.

I'm not sure if he's going to do anything about it.

Can I just say, he is the epitome of what I find attractive. Not even like, oo cute and darling attractive. More like a flame erupting in my insides forcing me onto him like an animal, not stopping until I am fully satisfied. I believe this is what a heroin addict feels like. And it doesn't even stop there, our physical connection is only the half of it. We are the most powerful entity I have ever had the opportunity to experience.
I'm sure he knows this. He's a thinker like myself, and I can see it in his eyes. Will he take the cowardly route? Perhaps. I can live with that. But that just doesn't happen. Life always brings you to where you belong. and maybe I don't belong with my sweetheart, but I can't imagine myself with anyone else. They seem like empty bodies that don't give any warmth when you touch them, I don't get chills when they speak, they don't understand what I'm talking about when I let myself go and start speaking in my pattern of thought.

I just have faith in us. we're too strong for this.

Wed, 25 Nov 2009 16:34:29 GMT

i want to be here

Tue, 24 Nov 2009 22:00:58 GMT

Tue, 24 Nov 2009 19:49:48 GMT

This means war.

Tue, 24 Nov 2009 01:02:45 GMT

Mon, 23 Nov 2009 21:32:36 GMT

Aristotle: "What does it mean to be a good person?"
Descartes: "What does it mean to be?"
Nietzsche: "What does it mean?"
Bertrand Russel: "What does 'it' mean?"
C.S.Lewis: "What does it?"
Lil John: "What?"

today is pay day.

Mon, 23 Nov 2009 16:43:12 GMT

I'm out of

lotion
~~makeup~~
~~face wash~~
face moisturizer
~~shampoo~~

I must

pay for my insurance ticket (like 10 bucks)
Take my driving course (about 25 dollars)

I want to

see new moon
go thrifting ;)

Hopefully I will have enough money to do and aquire all of these things in the next two weeks. I think so. :)

Mon, 23 Nov 2009 00:10:27 GMT

Don't go through my shit then be upset about what you find.
You were asking for it.

Tue, 17 Nov 2009 02:59:52 GMT

"One of my friends had her apartment in France broken into and some kids took shits all over their kitchen, including on the table. Nothing was broken or stolen, there was just shit all over the kitchen."

Mon, 16 Nov 2009 00:55:07 GMT

Now I'm the bad guy?

I totally forced you into going way too far. Farther than you intended to go. You were totally helpless.

You regret it?
I regret trusting you. I regret believing everything you said and letting you FUCK ME OVER ROYALLY.
Go ahead and tell her it was my fault, so she'll forgive you. So she'll accept you. Because she can't take you the way you are?

When she does it again, don't come to me.
Fuck that, Fuck her, and Fuck you.

Sat, 14 Nov 2009 20:44:03 GMT

Think of today as a time of restoration for yourself, dear Pisces, in which you can come to a point of great ease and comfort. Trust yourself and the people around you. Open your eyes to the reality of the situation at hand. If you are currently working through some major changes in your life, make sure you have faith that whatever happens will work out to your benefit.

I saw John today. Everytime I see him, it feels normal..kind of. Then we leave. and it feels like a huge black man punched me in the stomach and tied up my hands and stabbed me in the throat.

Feeling this way, I retreated back home and slept for four hours.

Thu, 12 Nov 2009 21:50:41 GMT

Wed, 11 Nov 2009 22:11:18 GMT

Dont waste time sitting on that ledge, love, come to me now. London is very far away. I believe you have a plane to catch.

Tue, 10 Nov 2009 22:59:45 GMT

and Kelly.

I miss Jacob and Kelly.

Know who I miss?

Tue, 10 Nov 2009 22:55:14 GMT

Jacob.