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Emu_llama
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Name: Emu
Country: United States
State: Ohio
Birthday: 8/23/1985
Gender: Female
Interests: Most of the time....
i just sit around
like an ameoba, my movements
slight. but when
im not doing nothing
im usually writing,
reading,making
nonfuncitonal
coil pots, listening
to music, watching tv,
going to my best-
friends house,
going to church,
going to cheap
christian concerts,
taking pictures,
perfecting the art of
dorkness, stealing
things from my
school, singing at
sporatic times
of the day, annoying
people,shopping at
the thrift store, and
making things
out of ducttape.
Expertise: lets just say
im in the business
of beating
people hard........
with a stick
Occupation: Student
Industry: Other
Message: message meEmail: email me
Website: visit my website
Member Since:
1/7/2002
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| you know xanga... it's not necessarily YOU that i want back... it's the friends, and the intimacy with said friends that i want back. and if i cling to you... than i'm clinging to the past, aren't i? why can't things be like they used to be? i'm kind of tired of only seeing ed. | | |
| how many times have i promised that I would return to you, only to shun you and return to the world of livejournal... the world of myspace... the world of facebook (ew).
well, today my dear friend, i promise that I am here to stay.
although, sad as it may be... i think i may leave this name behind in order to have a journal where i really CAN just talk about my thoughts and not worry about _________ telling me what a fuck up i am.
that is why i give mad props to my friend heather over on lj. even though i cannot believe the amount of garbage she talks about... she's still being true to what she's thinking.
=hug xanga= | | |
| i have a xanga
i have a xanga
i have a xanga hey hey hey hey.
and it's old.
and it makes me feel geeky.
whatev.
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| i'm reinstating this journal me thinks.
i miss emu. | | |
| i finally realize how i failed.
God, forgive me.
i feel like such an asshole. i've taken a lot for granted.
i didn't see how much pain they were going through --
i decided to convieniently overlook it and pretend that everything was okay.
things don't go away if you ignore them. they are still there whether you want to admit it or not.
but i think they were happy once and once they had God. but, they say they are happy now too, so i will believe it. i'm happy too.
i remember the good. i don't want to think about the fights and arguements. i know once it was okay. | | |
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