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wow [Mar. 26th, 2011|03:05 am]
Miss Jenn
i recently found this old thing and found the entries in it somewhat insightful concerning the memories I have of you that I'd forgotten. The October 20th one is particularly amusing, it seems thats the day I gave up on you the first time. Here we are, 5 years later. You're laying beside me in bed totally naked- stinky, snoring, and sweating more than an iranian bomb smuggler caught in the middle of a nato security drill.

What the fuck did I do with my youth??..then again, what does anyone really do with their youth? shut up mensa enusiasts..and that goes double for you, adolescent piano prodigies.

I guess somewhere along the line, no matter how hard you try and shake, some people are just meant to stay with you.

Well, Dingleberry...I love you, and I'm glad it was you.
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(no subject) [Oct. 24th, 2007|05:21 pm]
Miss Jenn
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dear ________ [Oct. 20th, 2006|12:42 am]
Miss Jenn
with regard to the former love of my life:

1.stop acting like a dingleberry.
2.rest assured, we both fucked up
3. You can't hurt my feelings; our breakup made me happier than a labrador puppy
4.I am no longer interested in your bullshit.
5.this spite and hurtfulness ends here
6.In corellation with your latest cuntrag statement: thats alright, I know who my real friends are.
7. Even though you treat me like shit I wish you happiness. I hope you soon find another person ignorant enough to take my place

have a nice life,
I know I will.
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longfellow [Jun. 19th, 2006|10:53 am]
Miss Jenn
"Paint pictures in their friendly eyes? What hope deludes, what promise cheers, What pleasant voices fill their ears? Two are beyond the salt sea waves, And three already in their graves. Perchance the living still may look Into the pages of this book, And see the days of long ago Floating and fleeting to and fro, As in the well-remembered brook They saw the inverted landscape gleam,"
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(no subject) [Jun. 1st, 2006|09:35 am]
Miss Jenn
wild animal park
he doesn't appreciate the aardvarks as vigorously as I do

stopped to enjoy the pond
he leaned over the side and spit on the geese.

oh well. ive always been one to take time to appreciate nature
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?? [May. 30th, 2006|08:55 am]
Miss Jenn
[mood |crazycrazy]
[music |BOWIE.]

affection; the grandest form of pity
incessantly formulating denial
of your effect on me

symbols of respect and eternity that wipe away all sense of time; all memory of a beginning, and all fear of an end.

but i have never been much for words;

its something that you know.
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(no subject) [May. 25th, 2006|12:14 am]
Miss Jenn
I don't mind the sun sometimes, the images it shows;
i can taste you on my lips, and smell you on my clothes.
cinnamon and sugary,
and softly spoken rhymes;
never know just how you look, through other people's eyes
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Y.O.L.O [May. 24th, 2006|08:03 am]
Miss Jenn
[mood |excruciatingly excited]

I'm scared.
really scared of giving in to anything completely.
Its quite the big girl step.
But I guess that is really what life is about
Taking risks. Opening yourself up to vulnerability, secured only by a personal hope that things will work out for the best
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ambiguity and afternoon tea [May. 22nd, 2006|02:22 pm]
Miss Jenn
[mood |chipperchipper]
[music |butthole surfers- whatever]

and he had destroyed the thing he loved, and was put to death.
all men destroy the things they love

some do it with a fist, some with embittered words.
...the coward does it with a kiss
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