<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5661610</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:32:55.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>See inside the depths of my soul</title><subtitle type='html'>well, you found my journal.. now you will have to read the everyday boring, depressed, sometimes exciting events i have to tell.. fun fun.. hah..If your reading this then you must be VERY bored! 

Hey to all of my pals!! I love you guys!!

</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neverfree.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5661610/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverfree.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Whit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06035464800774733399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5661610.post-106203500675242810</id><published>2003-08-27T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-27T18:43:26.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain is Temporary, Glory is forever</title><content type='html'>Current Mood- Tired, and drugged up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current song- Hands down, by Dashboard Confessional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, No more skating for me for awhile.. I crashed my skateboard on the top of my foot, and now my foot is all swollen, and it hurts majorly!!! SO now i'm on some good pain pills.. AND i have to wear my stupid brace.. fun.. Anyways.. the rest of my day has been ok... I have a huge test tomorrow in history though, oh well.. Man, i have been listening to this cd over and over again..... ok yea, i have nothing to talk about, so its time for lyrics.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFI LYRICS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Girl's Not Grey"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll lay me down tonight&lt;br /&gt;Much further down&lt;br /&gt;Swim in the calm tonight&lt;br /&gt;This art does drown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(What follows) me as the whitest lace of light&lt;br /&gt;(Will swallow whole) just begs to be imbrued?&lt;br /&gt;What follows has lead me to this place&lt;br /&gt;where I belong, with all erased&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All insects sing tonight&lt;br /&gt;The coldest sound&lt;br /&gt;I'd send God's grace tonight&lt;br /&gt;Could it be found?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(What follows) me as the whitest lace of light&lt;br /&gt;(Will swallow whole) just begs to be imbrued?&lt;br /&gt;What follows has lead me to this place&lt;br /&gt;where I belong, with all erased&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll lay me down tonight&lt;br /&gt;Much further down&lt;br /&gt;Watch stars go out tonight&lt;br /&gt;On sinking ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll lay me down, I'll lay me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(What follows) me as the whitest lace of light&lt;br /&gt;(Will swallow whole) just begs to be imbrued?&lt;br /&gt;What follows has lead me to this place&lt;br /&gt;where I belong, with all erased&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What follows will swallow whole&lt;br /&gt;What follows will swallow whole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DISTILLERS LYRICS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hate Me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant be this now&lt;br /&gt;Its not me anymore&lt;br /&gt;I really tried Ive tried&lt;br /&gt;Attempted suicide&lt;br /&gt;Fucking convulsing and&lt;br /&gt;Constantly denied&lt;br /&gt;Subcountaing me somewhere&lt;br /&gt;Inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scratching the walls of my glass coffin&lt;br /&gt;Scraping raping&lt;br /&gt;My nails on the glass on the bottom&lt;br /&gt;Is there an end where does this end&lt;br /&gt;If i was you id fucking hate me too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5661610-106203500675242810?l=neverfree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5661610/posts/default/106203500675242810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5661610/posts/default/106203500675242810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverfree.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106203500675242810' title='Pain is Temporary, Glory is forever'/><author><name>Whit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06035464800774733399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5661610.post-106195165872654635</id><published>2003-08-26T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-26T19:34:18.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I just dont understand</title><content type='html'>Current Mood- fed up/depressed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current song- ghost of a good thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never understand my mum, and dad.. at all..  Why they make me feel like this, i havent a clue, but i'm sick of it.. everyday, the same things over and over again, why cant they just tell me they love me every once in a while.. or just say it out of pity, to make me think deep down they really do.. Because i really am sick of this feelilng, of dreading every day of coming home.. They tell me one thing one minute, and of course i'm all happy, and think wow, maybe it isnt all bad, but within 5 minutes they change their minds.... i just dont understand.. and i always talk about this, and i'm sick of talking about it, but i have to get it out.. Then my mum wants to ask me why i never write any poetry thats happy, hmmmm i wonder why MAYBE BECAUSE I"M NOT HAPPY HALF OF THE TIME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I would love more than anything to go one week without fighting with my parents.. one week.. but no, i cant even go a fucking day... why?!?!?!?!? Its not like i'm a bad kid, i could be a hell of a lot worse, but no.. all i do is avoid them half of the time because of what they say to me, and just all of the bull shit i have to put up with.. Here is a normal day of mine&lt;br /&gt;get up and get ready for school&lt;br /&gt;which school is my away time from parents so, it really doesnt bother me to go&lt;br /&gt;then, get to my moms work, where i sit and do nothing.. .. .. how fun.... &lt;br /&gt;then get home, go straight to my room, where i sit, and talk to my friends on here to avoid them once again, with the usual talks with the father, about how i'm a screw up, and how he hasnt told me he's loved me in ooo lets see, we are going on 4 years now.. yea..... so then after the talk with the pals, i go into my other room where i lay, and actually pray, yes i do pray, that my dad will at least try to talk to me, thats sad, i just wish he would get to know me, i've made attempts, but everything i try doesnt work so i gave up.. then i will start to write more poetry, and play my guitar.. you have just walked through a day in my life... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as you can tell, my day hasnt been a good one at all, so now i will leave to go write some poetry, and play my guitar..... and then sleep, maybe... hopefully, so i can dream... i love to dream.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mean people suck!&lt;br /&gt;whit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5661610-106195165872654635?l=neverfree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5661610/posts/default/106195165872654635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5661610/posts/default/106195165872654635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverfree.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106195165872654635' title='I just dont understand'/><author><name>Whit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06035464800774733399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5661610.post-106151805358530684</id><published>2003-08-21T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-21T19:07:33.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been awhile</title><content type='html'>Current Mood- Confusion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Song - Several ways to die trying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a few days since i'm wrote anything in here.. I dont know why, I just havent had the time to write, its not like anyone ever reads this anyways..Oh well.. School is ok, nothing special, but at least i'm not at home.. so thats a good thing,and it was good seeing everyone again.. so its alright i guess, but 4th block is my personal hell, my teacher reminds me of the wicked witch off of the wizard of oz, she laughs just like her.. it scares the shit out of me.. I'm ready to go skating tomorrow.. how fun.. as long as i dont break anything.... right now i'm lookin up tabs on dc so i can start playing their new cd.. how fun.. so i will be going now, to play.. later whoever reads this&lt;br /&gt;whit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5661610-106151805358530684?l=neverfree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5661610/posts/default/106151805358530684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5661610/posts/default/106151805358530684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverfree.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106151805358530684' title='Its been awhile'/><author><name>Whit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06035464800774733399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5661610.post-106112997310805373</id><published>2003-08-17T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-17T07:19:33.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Morning, once again</title><content type='html'>Current Mood- Dead tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current song- kiss the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, it really sucks going to bed at 3:00 and waking up, at 8:00... I'm sooo tired, and yes, im not in the best mood from lack of sleep so beware.. Yesterday, was bad, and boring, so i'm not even going to tell what all hapened, i would like to forget it myself.. I  cant believe i start school again tomorrow.. It seems like summer went by so fast, maybe because half of the time i was in my own little world.. hmm.. Late last night, i started working on a new song, i have both verses done, i just have to come up with a chorus.. AH, one of the only good things about yesterday, was going to guitar center, and playing.. that was awesome, i really think i could live there sometimes... ok i dont have anything to really talk about so i'm going to move onto lyrics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DASHBOARD CONFESSIONAL LYRICS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Rapid Hope Loss"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've come to say you want it all, &lt;br /&gt;but I can't say I blame you now, &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you got to fall before you're found out. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks for waiting this long to show yourself, yourself, &lt;br /&gt;because now that I can see you, &lt;br /&gt;I don't think you're worth a 2nd glance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for all the promises you've made, they served well &lt;br /&gt;and now you're gone and they're wasted on me. &lt;br /&gt;So much for your endering sense of charm, it served well&lt;br /&gt;and now you're gone and it's wasted on me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've come to say you want it all, &lt;br /&gt;but I can't say I blame you now, &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you got to fall before you're found out. &lt;br /&gt;Well thanks, thanks for waiting this long to show yourself &lt;br /&gt;to show yourself&lt;br /&gt;because now that I can see you, &lt;br /&gt;I don't think you're worth a 2nd glance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for all the promises you've made, they served well&lt;br /&gt;and now you're gone and they're wasted on me. &lt;br /&gt;So much for your endering sense of charm, it served well&lt;br /&gt;and now you're gone and it's wasted on me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that all you got is all you're gonna get, &lt;br /&gt;so much for, so much more&lt;br /&gt;I guess that all you got is all you're gonna get, &lt;br /&gt;so much for, so much more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do what you must if that's what you wish, &lt;br /&gt;I can't be a pardon to this&lt;br /&gt;you have a sense that you were born with&lt;br /&gt;You'll find a way to make things right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that all you got is all you're gonna get. &lt;br /&gt;so much for, so much more&lt;br /&gt;I guess that all you got is all you're gonna get. &lt;br /&gt;so much for, so much more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5661610-106112997310805373?l=neverfree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5661610/posts/default/106112997310805373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5661610/posts/default/106112997310805373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverfree.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106112997310805373' title='Early Morning, once again'/><author><name>Whit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06035464800774733399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5661610.post-106095145197274421</id><published>2003-08-15T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-15T05:48:34.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Too ealry for this</title><content type='html'>Current mood- Tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current song- Ghost of a good thing, by dc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, its alittle to early for this, its about 7:30, and i just got out of the shower.. i have to hurry up and get ready by 9:00, you dont understand, it takes me forever to get ready, i change clothes at least 6 times.. yea, on school days i get up at 5:00.. ugh i dont wanna go back to that, but oh well, i'm ready.. I had a dream last night that i went to the wrong class, and didnt realize it until half of the way through the class, so i got up and ran to my other class, which of course made me look like an idiot.. then i of course had my nightly dream of me dying.. that is nothing new. i swear, i've died at least in 6 different ways now.. pills, drowing, being hung, getting my throat slit, my head blown off, and some other ones, but those are the first ones that always come to mind.. Today, i'm picking sarah up, going to the mall, to get more school clothes, then to the concert.. fun.. but now its time for lyrics.. fun fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DASHBOARD CONFESSIONAL LYRICS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hands Down"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathe in for luck,&lt;br /&gt;breathe in so deep,&lt;br /&gt;this air is blessed,&lt;br /&gt;you share with me.&lt;br /&gt;This night is wild,&lt;br /&gt;so calm and dull,&lt;br /&gt;these hearts they race,&lt;br /&gt;from self control.&lt;br /&gt;Your legs are smooth,&lt;br /&gt;as they graze mine,&lt;br /&gt;we're doing fine,&lt;br /&gt;we're doing nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hopes are so high,&lt;br /&gt;that your kiss might kill me.&lt;br /&gt;So won't you kill me,&lt;br /&gt;so I die happy.&lt;br /&gt;My heart is yours to fill or burst,&lt;br /&gt;to break or bury,&lt;br /&gt;or wear as jewelery,&lt;br /&gt;which ever you prefer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words are hushed lets not get busted;&lt;br /&gt;just lay entwined here, undiscovered.&lt;br /&gt;Safe from the earth and all the stupid questions..&lt;br /&gt;"hey did you get some?"&lt;br /&gt;Man, that is so dumb.&lt;br /&gt;Stay quiet, stay near, stay close they can't hear...&lt;br /&gt;so we can get some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me.&lt;br /&gt;So won't you kill me, so I die happy.&lt;br /&gt;My heart is yours to fill or burst,&lt;br /&gt;to break or bury, or wear as jewelery,&lt;br /&gt;which ever you prefer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hands down this is the best day I can ever remember,&lt;br /&gt;I'll always remember the sound of the stereo,&lt;br /&gt;the dim of the soft lights,&lt;br /&gt;the scent of your hair that you twirled in your fingers&lt;br /&gt;and the time on the clock when we realized it's so late&lt;br /&gt;and this walk that we shared together.&lt;br /&gt;The streets were wet&lt;br /&gt;and the gate was locked so I jumped it,&lt;br /&gt;and let you in.&lt;br /&gt;And you stood at the door with your hands on my waist&lt;br /&gt;and you kissed me like you meant it.&lt;br /&gt;And I knew that you meant it,&lt;br /&gt;that you meant it,&lt;br /&gt;that you meant it,&lt;br /&gt;and I knew,&lt;br /&gt;that you meant it,&lt;br /&gt;that you meant it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DASHBOARD CONFESSIONAL LYRICS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Ghost Of A Good Thing"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it’s luck, but it’s the same &lt;br /&gt;Hard luck, you’ve been trying to tame &lt;br /&gt;Maybe it’s love, but it’s like you said &lt;br /&gt;“Love is like a role that we play.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I believe in you so much &lt;br /&gt;I could die for the words that you say &lt;br /&gt;But, I believe in you so much &lt;br /&gt;I could die from the words that you say &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, you’re chasin’ the ghost of a good thing &lt;br /&gt;Haunting yourself as the real thing &lt;br /&gt;It’s getting away from you again &lt;br /&gt;While you’re chasin’ ghosts &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it’s luck, but it’s the same&lt;br /&gt;Hard luck, you’ve been trying to tame &lt;br /&gt;Maybe it’s love, but it’s like you said &lt;br /&gt;“Love is like a role that we play.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I believe in you so much &lt;br /&gt;I could die for the words that you say &lt;br /&gt;But, I believe in you so much &lt;br /&gt;I could die from the words that you say &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, you’re chasin’ the ghost of a good thing &lt;br /&gt;Haunting yourself as the real thing &lt;br /&gt;It’s getting away from you again &lt;br /&gt;While you’re chasin’ ghosts &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just bend the pieces ‘till they fit &lt;br /&gt;Like they were made for it &lt;br /&gt;But, they weren’t meant for this &lt;br /&gt;No, they weren’t meant for this &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just bend the pieces ‘till they fit &lt;br /&gt;Like they were made for it &lt;br /&gt;But, they weren’t meant for this &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chasin’ the ghost of a good thing &lt;br /&gt;Haunting yourself as the real thing&lt;br /&gt;It’s getting away, away, away, away from you again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chasin’ the ghost of a good thing&lt;br /&gt;Haunting yourself as the real thing&lt;br /&gt;It’s getting away from you again&lt;br /&gt;While you’re chasin’ ghosts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i will write more later, when i can actually think straight and i'm more awake.. but hey to you, i'm glad i talked to you last night.. &lt;br /&gt;whit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5661610-106095145197274421?l=neverfree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5661610/posts/default/106095145197274421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5661610/posts/default/106095145197274421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverfree.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106095145197274421' title='Too ealry for this'/><author><name>Whit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06035464800774733399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5661610.post-106083004482246257</id><published>2003-08-13T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-13T20:05:25.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>talkin to my punk!</title><content type='html'>Current mood- relaxed, not pissed anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current song- Carry this picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure, this is going to be my last post for the day, because i really have nothing to say, i'm just posting, to pass some time.. fun.. i'm talking to my number one punk though... hey buddy! anyways.. i have to get up early tomorrow morning, and take my dog to the vet, i think she is going to die soon.. :( i will be sooooo upset...anyways.. hey to my "love" twin.. but thats all for now&lt;br /&gt;whit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5661610-106083004482246257?l=neverfree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5661610/posts/default/106083004482246257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5661610/posts/default/106083004482246257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverfree.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106083004482246257' title='talkin to my punk!'/><author><name>Whit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06035464800774733399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5661610.post-106082611670588329</id><published>2003-08-13T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-13T18:59:57.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Give me a break!</title><content type='html'>Current mood- pissed off, thank you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current song- carve your heart out, by dc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To you- please give me a break, i try to be nice to you, and wish you luck, and you are a complete ass about it, its not like i'm going to say, i hope you die in the army, thats really shitty of you to be a bitch about it, even if you didnt care about what i had to say, you could have been like ok bye, but no, you have to be rude.. and to write shit like that on your profile.. i think you just might think alittle to much of yourself, what do u think? i will NEVER waste my time, of trying to be nice to you EVER again.. I can actually talk to people who actually give a damn! so once again.. good luck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5661610-106082611670588329?l=neverfree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5661610/posts/default/106082611670588329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5661610/posts/default/106082611670588329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverfree.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106082611670588329' title='Give me a break!'/><author><name>Whit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06035464800774733399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5661610.post-106081369034671743</id><published>2003-08-13T15:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-13T15:32:53.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh boring day!</title><content type='html'>Current mood-  Contemplative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Song- Hell yes, by alkaline trio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, this day has been sooooooo boring, i think i'm about to go crazy.. lol.. All i've done is sleep,and eat, and talk to people on here.. thats it.. My dad leaves in about an hour or so *yay* i did sit up on my roof for awhile.. that was fun.. and it rained while i was up there.. i love the rain.. But yes, since i have nothing to talk about its time for more lyrics.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASH LYRICS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Burn Baby Burn"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're all I have in this teenage twilight&lt;br /&gt;Your golden hair and pale blue eyes&lt;br /&gt;But through all the days and the sleepless nights&lt;br /&gt;We have never been satisfied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tumbling like the leaves&lt;br /&gt;Yeah we are spiraling on the breeze&lt;br /&gt;Almost to the point of no return&lt;br /&gt;Everything will burn, baby, burn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look into my tired eyes&lt;br /&gt;See someone you don't recognise&lt;br /&gt;Blinds that can't be untied&lt;br /&gt;Oh this is slow suicide&lt;br /&gt;Feelings that I can't disguise&lt;br /&gt;And never will be reconciled&lt;br /&gt;Oh something inside has died&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You walk like you're in a daze&lt;br /&gt;Unresponsive eyes in a distant gaze&lt;br /&gt;Like all the good times have flown away&lt;br /&gt;And their memory leaves a bitter taste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tumbling like the leaves&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, we are spiraling on the breeze&lt;br /&gt;Destructive love is all we have&lt;br /&gt;Destructive love is all I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look into my tired eyes&lt;br /&gt;See someone you don't recognise&lt;br /&gt;Blinds that can't be untied&lt;br /&gt;Oh this is slow suicide&lt;br /&gt;Feelings that I can't disguise&lt;br /&gt;And never will be reconciled&lt;br /&gt;Oh something inside has died&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vicious bitter words,&lt;br /&gt;Becoming more and more cruel&lt;br /&gt;But you always take me back&lt;br /&gt;And let me lick your wounds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tumbling like the leaves&lt;br /&gt;Yeah we are spiraling on the breeze&lt;br /&gt;Almost to the point of no return&lt;br /&gt;Everything will burn, baby, burn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look into my tired eyes&lt;br /&gt;See someone you don't recognise&lt;br /&gt;Blinds that can't be untied&lt;br /&gt;Oh this is slow suicide&lt;br /&gt;Feelings that I can't disguise&lt;br /&gt;We're living in a compromise&lt;br /&gt;Something inside has died&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DASHBOARD CONFESSIONAL LYRICS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So Beautiful"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard that you were home again, but you don't look like your back to me&lt;br /&gt;But if your focus is changing your gaze is transfixed on the part that i cannot see&lt;br /&gt;You've got your new ties, i've got your old lies, you've got your inside lines&lt;br /&gt;But your never happy with what you've got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold me now&lt;br /&gt;your so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;when you've convinced yourself&lt;br /&gt;noone else is quite as beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard that you were living well, but you don't look like your living to me&lt;br /&gt;though the sparkle is gone, the smile is in place so that everyone watching can see&lt;br /&gt;You've got them all convinced, but I know it so well&lt;br /&gt;that you can list your friends, but you can't count on them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold me now&lt;br /&gt;you've got everyone convinced that your alright&lt;br /&gt;noone else is quite as fond of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as soon as you got it you want something else&lt;br /&gt;it's not the sell that you love its the CELL&lt;br /&gt;it's not the price that's going to cost you&lt;br /&gt;it's just the weight that's going to bring you&lt;br /&gt;down, down, down, down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's going to bring you down, down, down, down, down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hold me now&lt;br /&gt;you've got everyone convinced that your alright&lt;br /&gt;noone else is quite as fond of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;careful now&lt;br /&gt;your so beautiful when you've convinced yourself&lt;br /&gt;noone else is quite as beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as soon as you got it you want something else&lt;br /&gt;it's not the sell that you love its the CELL&lt;br /&gt;it's not the price that's going to cost you&lt;br /&gt;it's just the weight that's going to bring you&lt;br /&gt;down, down, down, down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's going to bring you down, down, down, down, down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as soon as you got it you want something else&lt;br /&gt;it's not the sell that you love its the CELL&lt;br /&gt;it's not the price that's going to cost you&lt;br /&gt;it's just the weight that's going to bring you&lt;br /&gt;down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOLDFINGER LYRICS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I Need To Know"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I run away cause I'm &lt;br /&gt;scared that you might leave&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing wrong&lt;br /&gt;but that's not what I believe&lt;br /&gt;just tell me it's alright&lt;br /&gt;and tell me I'm okay&lt;br /&gt;and tell me that you're &lt;br /&gt;staying here tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel stupid saying&lt;br /&gt;words you've heard before&lt;br /&gt;the way I feel today&lt;br /&gt;is all I know for sure&lt;br /&gt;and if I scare you&lt;br /&gt;I'm only scaring me&lt;br /&gt;I've got so much to say&lt;br /&gt;why won't you speak with me&lt;br /&gt;I need to know &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what you're feeling&lt;br /&gt;do you feel like I do&lt;br /&gt;let's talk about everything&lt;br /&gt;I want to share my life with you&lt;br /&gt;and tell me that you feel&lt;br /&gt;the way I feel with you&lt;br /&gt;and tell me that &lt;br /&gt;you love me like I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're in my life&lt;br /&gt;well I want to be sure&lt;br /&gt;I'm not wasting time&lt;br /&gt;I've been through this before &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, thats all for now.. i will write more later, when i actually have something to talk about.. fun.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5661610-106081369034671743?l=neverfree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5661610/posts/default/106081369034671743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5661610/posts/default/106081369034671743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverfree.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106081369034671743' title='Oh boring day!'/><author><name>Whit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06035464800774733399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5661610.post-106078217805418565</id><published>2003-08-13T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-13T06:47:45.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current Mood- Tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Song-  Queen Of Pain by Alkaline trio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I cant tell if today is going to be better than yesterday,But one good point of today, is that my dad leaves.. *Yay* At least i can escape him for a little while.. 2 weeks, at that.. my life will be sooo unstressful!! Its freakin 8:38 in the morning, i've been up since six.. I havent a clue why, but i couldnt sleep anymore.. I love alkaline trio.I could listen to them forever, and not get tired of them.. I think they are going to be the ones of whom i post lyrics for today... Or on this post atleast... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALKALINE TRIO LYRICS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My Little Needle"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll come down to get you high. or maybe sing you a lullaby. sing you to sleep, a sleep you'll never wake from. sing you to coma so to speak. and when i fall down, i'll fall apart. trade in my bike for a shopping cart. and beg change from a world that needs some, like i need someone. so where are you my little needle? the stack's been burned away, but i'm so inebriated that i cannot see three feet in front of me. between the moon and you, lunacy is setting in. lately i've been feeling dead inside, like my guts have dried up and died. but every night i water them back to life, yeah every night i water them back to life. and when i fall down, i'll fall apart. trade in my bike for a shopping cart. and beg change from a world that needs some. i'm tired of sleeping alone. so where are you my little needle? the stack's been burned away, but i'm so inebriated that i cannot see three feet in front of me. between the moon and you, lunacy is setting in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALKALINE TRIO LYRICS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Queen Of Pain"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a fire forming, not too far from here&lt;br /&gt;Along the east coast maybe, it resides in you, my dear&lt;br /&gt;Worn out on our courtesy, we've made our curtain calls&lt;br /&gt;Like vampire bats deprived of blood, into the New York City that we crawl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you've got a funny way of showing off your bathoom surgery&lt;br /&gt;You said you were just cooling down from plans of leaving me&lt;br /&gt;There's something I should tell you, for we may not have much time&lt;br /&gt;I've never met arms like yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stars at night are big and bright&lt;br /&gt;Deep in your eyes, Miss Vincent&lt;br /&gt;You told me once I made you smile&lt;br /&gt;But we both know damn well I didn't&lt;br /&gt;I'm not much of a jester, but I'd test poisoned food for you&lt;br /&gt;Your majesty, you're royal blue&lt;br /&gt;I'm royalty, my king of pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a hard rain falling, flooding your attic, it's clear&lt;br /&gt;Can't put out the fire that resides in you, my dear&lt;br /&gt;There's something I should tell you, for we may not have much time&lt;br /&gt;I've never seen scars like yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stars at night are big and bright&lt;br /&gt;Deep in your eyes, Miss Vincent&lt;br /&gt;You told me once I made you smile&lt;br /&gt;But we both know damn well I didn't&lt;br /&gt;I'm not much of a jester, but I'd test poisoned food for you&lt;br /&gt;Your majesty, you're royal blue&lt;br /&gt;I'm royalty, my king of pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stars at night are big and bright&lt;br /&gt;Deep in your eyes, Miss Vincent&lt;br /&gt;You told me once I made you smile&lt;br /&gt;But we both know damn well I didn't&lt;br /&gt;I'm not much of a jester, but I'd test poisoned food for you&lt;br /&gt;Your majesty, you're royal blue&lt;br /&gt;I'm royalty, my king of pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for now.. there will be more to come..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5661610-106078217805418565?l=neverfree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5661610/posts/default/106078217805418565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5661610/posts/default/106078217805418565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverfree.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106078217805418565' title=''/><author><name>Whit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06035464800774733399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5661610.post-106073899819452976</id><published>2003-08-12T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-12T18:43:18.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current Mood- FED up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Song-  Become what you hate, by midtown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, i had a pretty good day, until now.. I really cant STAND him..Of course my "dad" and I get into another fight.. wow, thats at least once every day now for the past month.. I really think he gets pleasure out of making me feel this way.. I dont even know why he had a kid, i really dont, because he acts as if he is better off not having me around.. which really he doesnt anyhow because we hardly talk, or anything in that matter.. I realized a LONG time ago, that i was never going to fit up to his expectations, so now all he does is lower my self esteem, and fight with me, you know, just the whole, making me feel like a nobody process, he is very good, at playing that game.. Yes, i have a sense of a strong outer core, but inside it seems like he is killing me slowly, and softly.. more and more each day, i weaken on the inside to where, at any given moment the smallest things make me snap.. But hey, i can always look forward, to a year and 2 months until i'm 18, then on that day, i can leave, which i told him tonight, that i would have all of my shit packed a week before, and on the day of my b-day i was out of this... I could have swore a smile crossed his face.. Or maybe that was me smiling on the inside.. but anyways.. I have to keep thinking this is going to make me strong.. I have to keep thinking positive even though, i'm letting the negative run over.. but yes, thats all for now.. i might write again later.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Northstar- is this thing loaded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something about a morning without the picture perfect ribbons in her hair&lt;br /&gt;It's raining and I know that you want to let me in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause my dear I can't breathe out here&lt;br /&gt;It's cold so tell me why&lt;br /&gt;I break to pieces for hopeless reasons&lt;br /&gt;Stereo therapy heals my lesions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what it's like to hurt at night for oh no reason?&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what it's like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So forget the feelings so few have&lt;br /&gt;She says I love you to death&lt;br /&gt;And forget the feelings so few have&lt;br /&gt;Forget our future we don't have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four-flush and forget I make you feel like a harlot, does he know I'm here?&lt;br /&gt;So please dear untie me before we drive that awful extra mile&lt;br /&gt;And at night I dream about that smile&lt;br /&gt;And the jealousy that's gleaming on our teeth&lt;br /&gt;There's something about a morning without that picture perfect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what it's like to hurt at night for oh no reason?&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what it's like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So forget the feelings so few have&lt;br /&gt;She says I love you to death&lt;br /&gt;And forget the feelings so few have&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you and the future we don't have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silverstein, hear me out &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When everyone has left me here, I'll make it on my own. Just wait and see. Maybe if you came back down, you'd see it happening to you. Maybe you'd even care. Hear me out, I don't think you'll make it out. Hear me out, see the writing on the wall. Burn your bridge and wear your heart out on your sleeve. You know you won't fool me. You made all these promises. You broke all these promises to me. Follow your heart this time. Did you mean all those things you said? Even when you said you'd never change. Writing you letters you never read. Waste my breath on paper. When you reflect do you get that feeling like you used to? And every time you run away. I know you still have memories. Now that you've left. Make me feel like I'm gone. You did all these things I hated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAKING BACK SUNDAY LYRICS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're So Last Summer"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said &lt;br /&gt;"don't, don't let it go to your head &lt;br /&gt;Boys like you are a dime a dozen, &lt;br /&gt;Boys like you are a dime a dozen" &lt;br /&gt;She said &lt;br /&gt;"you're a touch overrated, &lt;br /&gt;you're a lush and I hate it &lt;br /&gt;but these grass stains on my knees &lt;br /&gt;they won't mean a thing" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all I (all I) &lt;br /&gt;Need to know (need to know) &lt;br /&gt;Is that I'm somethin you'll be missin &lt;br /&gt;(is that I'm somethin that you're missin) &lt;br /&gt;(maybe I should hate for this) &lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should hate you for this &lt;br /&gt;Never really did ever quite get that far &lt;br /&gt;(maybe I should hate for this) &lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should hate you for this &lt;br /&gt;Never really did ever quite get that... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd never lie to you &lt;br /&gt;Unless I had to &lt;br /&gt;I'll do what I got to &lt;br /&gt;Unless I had to &lt;br /&gt;I'll do what I go to, the truth &lt;br /&gt;is you could slit my throat &lt;br /&gt;And with my one last gasping breath &lt;br /&gt;I'd apologize for bleedin on your shirt &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all I (all I) &lt;br /&gt;Need to know (need to know) &lt;br /&gt;Is that I'm somethin you'll be missin &lt;br /&gt;(is that I'm somethin that you're missin) &lt;br /&gt;(maybe I should hate for this) &lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should hate you for this &lt;br /&gt;Never really did ever quite get that far &lt;br /&gt;(maybe I should hate for this) &lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should hate you for this &lt;br /&gt;Never really did ever quite get that... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm a wishful thinker with the worst intentions &lt;br /&gt;This'll be last chance you get to drop my name &lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm a wishful thinker with the worst intentions &lt;br /&gt;This'll be last chance you get to drop my name &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar&lt;br /&gt;If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar&lt;br /&gt;If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar&lt;br /&gt;If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar&lt;br /&gt;If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar&lt;br /&gt;If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar&lt;br /&gt;If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar&lt;br /&gt;If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THURSDAY LYRICS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Understanding In A Car Crash"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Splintered piece of glass falls in the seat of gets caught &lt;br /&gt;These broken windows, open locks, reminders of the youth we lost &lt;br /&gt;In trying so hard to look away from you &lt;br /&gt;we followed white lines to the sunset &lt;br /&gt;I crash my car everyday the same way &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to let this pass &lt;br /&gt;(the time it takes, the time it takes to let go) &lt;br /&gt;Time runs through our veins. &lt;br /&gt;(it starts and stops and starts and stops again) &lt;br /&gt;We don't stand a chance in this threadbare time &lt;br /&gt;(to take time to break the cycle) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring at the setting sun &lt;br /&gt;No reason to come back again &lt;br /&gt;The twlight world in blue and white &lt;br /&gt;The needle and the damage done &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to feel this way forever &lt;br /&gt;A dead letter marked return to sender &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The broken watch you gave me turns into a compass &lt;br /&gt;It's hands still point to the same time 12:03, our last goodbye &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So push the seats back a little further &lt;br /&gt;Roll the windows down and take a breath&lt;br /&gt;I can see the headlights coming &lt;br /&gt;They paint the world in red and broken glass &lt;br /&gt;The spinning hubcaps set the tempo for the music of a broken window &lt;br /&gt;When the lights are on and the cameras click &lt;br /&gt;We open up the lens to broken glass and it's over in a flash &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never understand &lt;br /&gt;Understanding in a car crash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5661610-106073899819452976?l=neverfree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5661610/posts/default/106073899819452976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5661610/posts/default/106073899819452976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverfree.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106073899819452976' title=''/><author><name>Whit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06035464800774733399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5661610.post-106064384883873315</id><published>2003-08-11T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-11T16:17:28.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current Mood- feelin good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current song- here without you by 3 doors down :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, has been boring once again... I got up early, and had to go to hot springs, which was NO fun at all, then went to wal mart, got some shit for school, came home, drank some good stuff, but stopped, because drinkin isnt good for the liver.. right.. :) hahahah... So now i'm sittin here, with a wondering mind, just thinking about random shit, that i know i shouldnt be, because it always puts me in one of those moods that i hate.. This wed, i think me and sarah are going to go to her moms, then friday go to the movies, but i'm not sure yet.. but i have to get out of my house soon, before it drives me crazy!!! omg, i watched one of the weirdest movies last night, it was called MAY, it freaked me out... everyone should watch it.. its like american beauty.. that kinda weird.. but i'm out for now&lt;br /&gt;whit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5661610-106064384883873315?l=neverfree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5661610/posts/default/106064384883873315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5661610/posts/default/106064384883873315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverfree.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106064384883873315' title=''/><author><name>Whit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06035464800774733399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5661610.post-106055744449352589</id><published>2003-08-10T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-10T16:17:24.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current mood- ugh.. i dont even know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current song- Living in your letters, by dc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG.. My dad... UGH!! Has lost his mind, if he ever ever had one.. i swear.. he is the BIGGEST jerk and unsensitive guy i've ever met!!! we were out eating for my moms b-day, and he starts making fun of the way i dress.. he called me a freak about a million times, and told me i needed to be normal.. and all of this other shit, so finally i told him he was a jerk, and i hated him, and i was crying by that time, because he made me feel soooooo horrible, and i just wish that he would learn to except that i've changed and this is who i am.. then on the way back, my mom was like tell her you were just playing, which if he would have said he was, i know he would have been lying, but he never said he was playing, and the last thing he said to me was dont cry, i'll tell you what, i will buy you a spiked dog collar for christmas... i didnt say anything.. i just sat there.. and then him and my mom got into a HUGE fight in the car until we got home.. now i'm in my room, wishing, i could just leave and never come back, and take my mom with me.. Once again my self esteem goes down thanks to my father.. I dont care, all of his emotional abuse, is just going to make me stronger....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5661610-106055744449352589?l=neverfree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5661610/posts/default/106055744449352589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5661610/posts/default/106055744449352589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverfree.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106055744449352589' title=''/><author><name>Whit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06035464800774733399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5661610.post-106049447250428843</id><published>2003-08-09T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-09T22:47:52.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current Mood- depressed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Song- 2000 miles by mest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, i thought i would have a good day, but umm.. no.. that all went to crap.. well, it did get better for about 2 hours or so, until i was at the mall.. and i turned around in american eagle and i see someone whom i never thought would be there, seeing her made me think alot.. hmm...anyways.. i got 5 shirts, and 5 pairs of pants, and a new fossil watch.. yes, i spent TO much money.. oh well.. oh and then at the mall, i saw about 5 other people who hate me from school.. hahaha smile and wave.. :) i'm such a bitch.. oh well.. awesome lyrics below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time goes by, I just try to hold my head up high, people try to deny, classify or just hide and feelings whats inside broken hearts and hard times, dont let life break you down this time. Chorus: i'm sitting here crying here alone and dying there waiting for bad news like walking on broken glass, No answers  for what was asked you're all alone Cause you know that i'd give my life for you, time can be nothing but our enemy Dont give up just hold on, Is the pain just tooo strong to hold on sometimes we're  right tonight will be the night you'll break free from this fight dont let life break you down this time. Chorus:  &lt;br /&gt;I die inside from all i feel does it have to be this way? memories of yesterday when it all just slips away i'd give up everything i have to keep you one more dayi know that its not right why do we feel this way, why do i feel this way? Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking on broken glass, by mest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. enough writing about today.. &lt;br /&gt;To you! cheer up, and dont be sad or cry!!!! You know who you are and if you dont then you are a douche bag! hah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5661610-106049447250428843?l=neverfree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5661610/posts/default/106049447250428843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5661610/posts/default/106049447250428843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverfree.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106049447250428843' title=''/><author><name>Whit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06035464800774733399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5661610.post-106044718610118957</id><published>2003-08-09T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-09T09:39:45.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current Mood- wondering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current song- Here without you, by 3 doors down :( sad song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, so far today has pretty much sucked also.. Im getting ready right now to go shopping, but for oncei'm not looking foward to it.. Which is weird for me, because i LOVE to shop.. haha.. everyone who really knows me, knows that.. haha.. Gosh, this song is soooo sad, everyone should d/l it.. :(  I'm SOOOOOO glad i dont have to go to work at ALL this week.. yay...but anyways... i have to go, finish getting ready.. i willl probably have alot to write about tonight.. fun fun.. &lt;br /&gt;whit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5661610-106044718610118957?l=neverfree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5661610/posts/default/106044718610118957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5661610/posts/default/106044718610118957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverfree.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106044718610118957' title=''/><author><name>Whit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06035464800774733399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5661610.post-106040470155132558</id><published>2003-08-08T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-08T21:51:41.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current Mood- pissy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current song- I loved you all along by our lady peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this has to be one of the most boring days that i've ever had in my LIFE.. I have done nothing, one because i feel like shit, two, i'm just in one of those bad/depressed moods that i cant get out of.. i have nooo idea why i'm in it, but yes i am and it sucks.. This morning i went to work for a couple hours, didnt feel like going back in, so i called in.. slept for awhile, then went to lil rock to see if i could get a new phone, but hell no i cant until next june.. sucks for me.. UGH, i have to get up early once again tomorrow morning..thats probably one reason i'm so stressed out, but i dont have to work at all next week :) so thats one thing i'm happy about!! YAY for me.. oh yes.. lauren, if you read this, i'm going to kill him.. hehe.. anyways.. i'm going to go.. all i'm doing here is bitching, and thats no fun..&lt;br /&gt;thanks for trying to cheer me up sarah! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5661610-106040470155132558?l=neverfree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5661610/posts/default/106040470155132558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5661610/posts/default/106040470155132558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverfree.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106040470155132558' title=''/><author><name>Whit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06035464800774733399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
