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But I shall do my best.
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But don't really care if you don't
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the writer
Hello. I am Mary. Welcome to my Blog. (not journal) If you don't like what I have to say, then leave. I'm sorry if I offend you, I write a lot of this shit when I'm mad... So I prolly dont REALLY mean it. I say what I mean. I say what I don't mean. I'm not always nice. I'm human.
I always wear my bracelett from Las Vegas.
I'm obsessed with my dog. <333
I care about you more than you think.
Everyone hates my ringtone because it's always going off.
But I love it.
I love my backpack more than anything <3
I stay up all night and wake sometime during the afternoon.
I get bored easy....VERY EASY
I go through guys like seasons because generally speaking- they can't entertain me long enough.
I do not wanna be tied down just yet.
I know a lot of random facts...and how to do a lot of random things.
I crip walk.
I am very good at teaching people how to do "stuff" ;)
I'm shy.
I HATE eskimo boots with a fiery passion.
It's impossible for a guy to threaten me with mentioning another girl.
Sorry, I just don't care.
I think, a lot.
I paint, I draw.
I have no secrets.
Okay, maybe a few. ;)
I have a knack for getting Pink Eye.
I snowboard.
I dance.
I'm very open minded.
I love sex.
I'm very blunt & Brutally honest. Some people can't handle that...
But if you appreciate the truth. You'll appreciate me. :)
I hate when people can't spell...like, at all.
I will do just about anything if it makes someone I care about laugh.
I don't like boys.
Don't tell me you know more about Tupac or Biggie than me.
Because you don't and I'll just make you look stupid in front of everyone.
I'm finally leaving Buffalo.
I really DON'T CARE what you think if you don't know me well... or if I don't like you.
Chances are you think you know...But you don't.
I'm fiesty.
I'm badass.
Don't fuck with me or people I care about.
I will make you pay for it if you do.
I smile...a lot.
I throw up gang signs.
I'm a G. ;)
I shop like it's my job.
I'll prolly lie to you if you ask me how many people I've slept with.
Yes, I drink.
Yes, I smoke.
Fuck you, Judge me.
I have a lot of health problems.
But I don't care.
I overthink everything...
EVERYTHING.
I believe in second chances.
I'm too hard to define because I'm changing with every day.
My shampoo is SEX
I'm too sensitive...
but I'm working on that.
I don't find manwhores attractive...at all.
I work hard in school.
I party hard.
I won't tell you I care about you unless I mean it.
You'll know if you're a special person to me.
If I hooked up with a guy you like, and you try to give me shit about it.
You might wanna think twice. I'll do it again, just to spite you. ;)
I bartend.
I can manipulate myself into caring about someone.
I can manipulate my memory into almost forgetting everything about someone and detaching any kind of feeling associated with them.
I love the beach.
I love seeing you smile.
I kinda love snuggling.
I bite ;) sorry.
I people watch..LIKe CrAzY.
I'm far from a whore.
I HATE cheese.
If you call me out on something, I might deny it.
I don't like fighting.
I'm curious.
I don't believe in regrets.
I want to change the world as much as possible.
I love snow.
I don't care if you don't.
832- we's rockstars.
If you think I want to fuck you,
Chances are... I don't.
I have amazing/diverse taste in music.
And someone you know prolly has a cd I put together.
I don't care if you play football, or if you drive a nice car or if you have a huge dick.
I've seen it all.
Try to impress me.
I fall hard ;)
Although, I hardly ever fall.
I miss Rob.
I miss "her" too.
My car smells orgasmic.
and it's got the coolest hangy things on the antenna.
I go to UB.
But not for long. :))
I have blue eyes
I have cancer, it sucks. And it's made me grow up really fast.
I don't like telling people the same thing twice. Learn to listen
I show respect for others until they give me a reason not to.
I love to drink juice.
"Yeah, A-town's finest
I'm the top notch glammour chick
Tell me, If I throw it at you baby... can you handle it??"
I'm getting sick of talkin about myself.
Just ask ;)
I'm pretttyyy much an open book, so anything goes. :D
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Tuesday, November 28, 2006 { Tuesday, November 28, 2006 } ; 0 replies
Everything is gunna be okay,
now that I've got you back.
I counted stars while you were gone...
One for every time I loved you.
I got to a million and one-still counting..
Funny how no matter what,
I'd never give up on you.
One million two, still counting...
I'd lay here forever, just for you.
It's morning now, the stars are fading.
And after all these nights, I've somehow gotten used to this cold.
I stand up to go inside,
throw the grass I have held in my hands up to the sky.
"I'll be back tomorrow" I say.
Then turn and walk away.
Only I lied this time.
I won't be back.
With my turn, I freeze.
My bare toes trapped in the midnight's dew.
I can't breathe.
God help me.
I can't even open my mouth, It's locked shut.
How can this be?, dammit.
I always have something clever to say.
Is this real?
Can this be?
Or has my incredible lack of sleep finally caught up with me?
You breathe.
It's so cold out, I can see it.
I can see you.
You're here.
And though you never left me...
This time, you're tangible.
You're real.
But I can't move or talk.
So silently I pray you'll come to me
You were just sitting there.
Watching me.
Watching me count for you.
How long I wonder.
How long were you sitting silent on my porch steps as I stared up at our sky?
Just like me, You're frozen.
Not frozen cold.
Because you're never cold.
Frozen like a god.
Like a hero in a movie.
Patiently, Like ALWAYS.
You can't move or talk either,
but between you and I...from day one,
there was never any need for words.
You've always been the strongest,
So you get up and come to me.
You grab my hand,
"Baby, it's cold out."
I wrap myself in you. I'm home again.
"Not anymore" I say.
That's it. Those were the only words exchanged that night.
No words ever needed with you.
I look in your eyes for a second and I know everything.
Everything.
I know exactly where your head is.
Damn, I needed to look into your eyes.
I can talk on the phone with you for hours,
But that could never compare to one second of staring into your eyes.
Your incredibly beautiful honest eyes.
Later on I'd fall asleep in your arms...
That sleep I've craved for so long.
I've never needed anyone.
You know how independent I am.
But baby, I'll always need you.
