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Name: Lizzie Country: United States State: California Birthday: 9/15/1984 Gender: Female
Interests: French, foreign films, strange music, voice, dreaming I'm in MD, books, cars, friends, my computer, it'll never end people... Expertise: At the moment, making beeyooteeful music in my choir class. Besides that I save the world regularly and ward off pestilence with my amazing charm. Occupation: Legal Industry: Legal
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Member Since:
5/16/2002
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| I'm so SICK of getting hurt. I'm tired of getting my damn heart thrown around. This is all shit. ALL OF IT. | | |
| How many times do you have to fall before you learn not to climb that ladder? I'm worth more than the way I let them treat me. But even saying it ALOUD doesn't get it through. Over and over and OVER It seems almost masochistic. I knew it was over this time early...but it still stung to hear it said out loud. I'll sleep....and I'll be ok tomorrow....or at least I'll drown that feeling in the bubbling vat of emotions I've kept stewing for the last few years until I figure out how to deal. Hi, I'm an emotional bomb. Wanna be friends? | | |
| It's quite possibly the worst feeling in the world to know that someone doesn't respect you. Perhaps worse to know it's all on you. Somewhere along the way....I lost respect for myself. And that's the saddest of all. | | |
| So I heard this song for the first time today. It's one of those tunes that pulls at your heart. The best songs are the ones you love but don't attatch to anyone or anything or any experience you've had. I guess this one's kind of like that for me... and on the other hand...it makes me miss the way I used to be happy. It reminds me that I won't ever be that girl again. That you can't go back and freeze sections of your life to relive. That it's not really about that anyway. And I just can't wait to be ok. If you just walked away What could I really say? Would it matter anyway? Would it change how you feel?
I am the mess you chose The closet you cannot close The devil in you i suppose 'Cause the wounds never heal
But everything changes If I could Turn back the years If you could Learn to forgive me Then I could learn to feel
Sometimes the things I say In moments of disarray Succumbing to the games we play To make sure that it's real
But everything changes If I could Turn back the years If you could Learn to forgive me Then I could learn to feel
When it's just me and you Who knows what we could do If we can just make it through The toughest part of the day
But everything changes If I could Turn back the years If you could Learn to forgive me Then I could Learn how to feel Then we could Stay here together And we could Conquer the world If we could Say that forever Is more than just a word
If you just walked away What could I really say? And would it matter anyway? It wouldn't change how you feel
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