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Journal Entry: Wed Mar 18, 2009, 9:06 PM
person: So how was your evening?




self: I was almost killed by someone running a red light, was yelled at at work when I wasn't even working, was forced to sit through an hour of being told that people like me were caused by original sin (I've never felt so close to crying in public), was turned down by a boy and forced to consider how foolish I'd acted for the last month, and finally spilled milk all over myself while staying up all night long to work on an essay I couldn't care less about after 4 nights of 3 hours of sleep, collapsing somewhere between the brink of death and my alarm clock buzz. And I lost my favorite pen.








person: ....... so......?




self: You know what? In all honesty, it was a really good night...



person: huh...














-joe

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:iconalteru:
;)

--
Though we travel the world over to find the beautiful,
we must carry it with us,
or we find it not.

EMERSON
:icondiabolo-spinner:
in the midst of being really hungry for a burger, that really made my night better :D

Love reading your journals.

<3
:iconalteru:
:hug:

--
Though we travel the world over to find the beautiful,
we must carry it with us,
or we find it not.

EMERSON
:iconkirsty21:
woo! bed time!

--
stop.
:iconfeege:
Night Night Joe!
It's okay, the whole thing is almost over,
however crazy that may sound to you.

My uncle is a grad from the college you're considering in minnesota, he says good for you :)

--
“I start to feel like I can’t maintain the facade any longer, that I may just start to show through. And I wish I knew what was wrong." - Elizabeth Wurtzel
:iconstarlin:
It was one of those nights, huh?

--
I have dreams of orca whales and owls
But I wake up in fear
:iconcrazcat:
heh *huggles*

--
I don't bite.. much..*crazcat

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Journal History

Shoutboard

Und frische Nahrung, neues Blut
Saug ich aus freier Welt:
Wie ist Natur so hold und gut,
Die mich am Busen hält!

Die Welle wieget unsern Kahn
Im Rudertakt hinauf,
Und Berge, wolkig himmelan,
Begegnen unserm Lauf.

Aug, mein Aug, was sinkst du nieder?
Goldne Träume, kommt ihr wieder?
Weg, du Traum! so gold du bist:
Hier auch Lieb und Leben ist.

Auf der Welle blinken
Tausend schwebende Sterne,
Weiche Nebel trinken
Rings die türmende Ferne;

Morgenwind umflügelt
Die beschattete Bucht,
Und im See bespiegelt
Sich die reifende Frucht.

Shoutbox

~wrighton363:iconwrighton363:
:glomp:
Fri Mar 13, 2009, 6:08 PM
~Cleobule:iconCleobule:
:holly:
Tue Dec 23, 2008, 1:06 AM
~greulish:icongreulish:
AHHHHH! (it told me to shout....)
Sun Nov 4, 2007, 1:34 PM
~wrighton363:iconwrighton363:
:headbang:
Wed Sep 19, 2007, 8:59 PM
~wrighton363:iconwrighton363:
:runnynose:
Mon Aug 6, 2007, 3:17 PM
~wrighton363:iconwrighton363:
:bucktooth: hi Joe. :heart:
Tue Jul 10, 2007, 11:00 AM
~feege:iconfeege:
How's the toofers joe?
Thu Apr 5, 2007, 3:47 AM
=Alteru:iconAlteru:
I'm staring at the asphalt wondering, "What's buried underneath?"
Thu Mar 22, 2007, 8:55 PM
~lautitia:iconlautitia:
...to last demands
Sun Mar 18, 2007, 6:46 AM
=Alteru:iconAlteru:
I'm barely listening...
Wed Mar 14, 2007, 1:44 PM

The number of people I can trust with my deepest, darkest, utterly me kind of secret is: 

37%
22 deviants said 1
28%
17 deviants said 2
22%
13 deviants said 3
7%
4 deviants said 4
5%
3 deviants said 6+ (specify)
2%
1 deviant said 5

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