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(no subject) [Dec. 23rd, 2008|10:43 pm]
ramophobic
whats up with you?

why are you suddenly getting pissed off at the smallest of things?

what the hell did i do?

hmm oh well

i love you still.

i dont want to get angry but that just isnt me

oh well
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hello [Nov. 22nd, 2008|10:30 pm]
ramophobic
 
Voodoo.
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(no subject) [Oct. 25th, 2008|10:39 pm]
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[Current Location |hannah]
[mood |hannah]
[music |hannah]

                  there are only so many things that make me really really happy, like waking up to a nice cool weekend morning to which i smell the delightful aroma of a sizzling breakfast. or maybe,  staying up to see that bright yellow-orange sunrise that brings me all too perfect delight. its he simple things really, the simple things that happen everyday that make me happy. suuuure the material things keep me going too, i mean, who wouldnt want to play rockband 2 or try out that new ride at an amusement park that you were just dying to go to. but those are just, iunno soooo temporary.

         but those kind of things i can enjoy when im alone, there are certain things, that can only make me happy when i share them with some other people, or if i get really lucky, with someONE else.

haha

lucky,  a word that ive been all too familiar with lately,  a word which since the start of the term break, just,  describes me COMPLETELY.

yep, term break. thats when it all got to be just, soooo, fucking.......fucking......haha....awesome.

it started with simple hellos, and how are yous
then came the i miss yous and the i wish i were theres.
well you know what comes next.

the way that this all came together was just all to perfect to conceive.
perfect in the sense that iunno, all the right words were said/unsaid
and all the mistakes that had to be made were there. i just cant tell you how perfect it all came together, and no, it definetly wasnt no fairy tale, it wasnt some helloimprincecharmingpleasebemyprincess sort of thing.

AND THANK GOD IT WASNT.

fairy tale relationships are for pussies. im sorry, but its true, they just dont last. haha

but with you, fairy tales are shit. just. shit.

haha

its totally different with you,  it started exactly the way it should and yet just somehow ended up to be something sooooo frikking great that it can only be described as puuure luck. Well, at least on my part it was.

starting out as friends was the best thing that couldve ever happened, i swear. helping each other out on things  personal matters that seemed all too painful to handle alone, giving advice (or whatever you call it) to one another without the intention of hinting anything even close flirting...welll maybe not that far from it. but from then on, baby, it was all a downhill slope to awesomeness.

suuure there was that 1 month and 2 week slump that i'd rather not talk about because its just way to insignificant to do so anyway, but forget about that. 

lets just stick with us.

so it got to the point where, yeah, you knew how i felt, and you being the girl that you are, always kept her feelings things to herself. haha that was totally fine. it got me pretty curious, but it was fine. haha

from then on,
5 second looks from across the classroom became 10 minute stares face to face.
high fives in the hall, now fingers laced in the elevator.
hugs in the class, now secret kisses behind posts.

its all to fucking sweeeet to be real right?

WRONG. hahha

suure there are those times when i know that you just want to destroy me completely for some shit i did.
i can tell you now, i've had my worst times this year with YOU.

but i dont regret, ONE. SINGLE. SECOND.

like i said, this is just all too perfect,  all those times that i made you cry, got you dissapointed in me, got you angry, everything. i dont i ever take them back, even if i had the chance, because all of those define just how perfect this is.

how exact this is.

its EXACTLY what i want. do you kknow how that is?  the feeling of finding exactly what you want right in front of you?
to know what it is, to find a single, solid representation of everything that you desire? I DO..

GODDAMN RIGHT I DO.

and the single solid thing is you, your and infectious smile, your sweet sweet voice, that insanely gorgeous face of yours, EVERY SINGLE FUCKING THING. hahahaha

and now, i just cant get enough of you, everyday its something new, could be some new fight, some new discovery about one another, some new testament proving how perfect this is. everyday it gets better and everyday is just one MORE day  of pure bliss.

i can't even believe im composing something like this for everyone to see, its just thaaatt awesome now, just soo right and complete that there really isnt much else that i could ask for. cause you've given me everything and more, and all i can do is be cliche, plain and simple, it goes to show just how awesome you are. in every single way. is insane really, just how far i've had to go just to get here, to get to you.

so now were here,

you and me standing on a whole new world together.



woooooooo

Spell love with an H.







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(no subject) [Sep. 16th, 2008|06:56 pm]
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She takes her time with the little things
Love notes reminding me (reminding me)
She wears red when she's feeling hot (so hot)
I have her but it's all I got
She looks best without her clothes
I know it's wrong but that's the way it goes
I don't know what she sees in me (she looking at me)
But I'm happy that she's happy now that she's with me
And I'm freaking out because I'm just so lucky


Oh she makes me feel like shit (it's always something)
But I can't get over it (she thinks it's nothing)
'Cause she's everything I ask for
Everything I ask for
And just a little bit more
Everything I ask for
Everything I ask for and so much more

She loves music but she hates my band
Loves Prince, she's his biggest fan
She's not big on holding hands
But that's alright 'cause I still got her

She keeps up on current affairs
Prada is what she wears
I don't know what she sees in me (sees in me)
But I'm happy that she's happy now that she's with me
And I'm freaking out because I'm just so lucky


Oh she makes me feel like shit (it's always something)
But I can't get over it (she thinks it's nothing)
'Cause she's everything I ask for
Everything I ask for
And just a little bit more
Everything I ask for
Everything I ask for and so much more

Fist fights turn into sex
I wonder what comes next
She loves to always keeps me guessin' (guessin')
And she (she) won't (won't) give it up
And we (we) won't (won't), no
it's because...

Oh she makes me feel like shit (it's always something)
But I can't get over it (she thinks it's nothing)
'Cause she's everything I ask for
Everything I ask for
And just a little bit more
Everything I ask for
Everything I ask for (oh she's a little bit more)
Just a little bit more
Everything I ask for
Everything I ask for (whoa)
So much more
Everything I ask for
Everything I ask for and so much mo
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Coz she makes me feel like shit, But i cant get over it [Sep. 8th, 2008|08:21 pm]
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[mood |depresseddepressed]
[music |everything i want - the maine]

Its a sad sad thing when you can't get the things that are right in front of you.

i just cant help be sad when i stare at you for what seems like hours on end, but just get empty blank looks in return. sure, i get the occasional tongue sticking out, and yeah, thats just way cute, but its still gets me down.

forgive me for being so selfish, but i just want you sooooo bad, and it doesnt help that you want him.

but hey, thats just me.

b says its a hopeless thing anyway, so why bother right?

haha

coz she makes me feel like shit, But i can't get over it.





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Coz she makes me feel like shit, But i cant get over it [Sep. 8th, 2008|08:19 pm]
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T = N [Jun. 17th, 2008|02:22 am]
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  College Drama > High School Drama     
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(no subject) [May. 18th, 2008|09:36 pm]
ramophobic


"For you, my heart... Ripped from my chest. Eviscerated, I am. And if I could, I would plunge my fingers...through my chest and rip out my heart and give it to you. A pulpy mass... of morbid diathesis."


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font too small to read. [Apr. 11th, 2008|12:37 am]
ramophobic
so it was then that i realized that





















                                                                                                                                                                it always is.
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(no subject) [Mar. 31st, 2008|09:58 pm]
ramophobic



GET IT THROUGH YOUR HEAD.
FIX YOURSELF PLEASE.
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