| maybe i
just set aside
the fact that you were broken hearted
in my own special selfish way
and if i
hadn't set aside
the fact that you were broken hearted
hell knows where your heart would be today
maybe with me.
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| and so it is
just
like you said it would be
life goes easy on me
(most) of the time.
and so it is
the shorter story
no love - no glory
no hero (in disguise)
i can't take my eyes off of you.
i can't take my eyes off of you.
i can't take my eyes off of you.
i can't take my eyes off of you.
i can't take my eyes off of you.
i can't take my eyes off of you.
i can't take my eyes off of you.
i can't take my eyes...
and so it is
just like you said it should be
we'll both forget...
(most) of the time.
i can't take my eyes off of you.
(did i say that i loathe you?
did i say that i want to
leave it all behind?)
i can't take my mind off of you.
i can't take my mind off of you.
i can't take my mind off of you.
i can't take my mind off of you.
i can't take my mind off of you.
i can't take my mind off of you.
i can't take my mind off of you.
i can't take my mind off of you.
my mind...
(til i find somebody... new.)
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| oh. man.
EVERYBODY broke up.
jamie and fence alex. smartone and ben. steve and tara?(not quite-still pulling through.) zach and kate. jamie and ALEX!
yet that really doesn't make it feel any better. and possibly worse. that we weren't nearly as different as we thought we were?
it was good to see tara yesterday. she levels me. she knows me. and that takes a lot. she even knew... who jamie was.
i hardly had to say a word.
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| oh. my. god.
i am... moved. in.
(for now.)
i can't remember the last time i was so tired! i was in the worst mood
this morning. i mean... honestly. CABOT. they put my
bridge housing in CABOT. surprisingly, however, it took less time
to move in here via cab than to take several trips with a handcart to
move all those boxes to the office. all i can say is, thank god i
have a second floor single. and i have absolutely NO
responsibilities between now and tuesday morning, and even then i only
have to worry about those for 8 hours a day, five days a week. i
am so ready for this.
i think i am going to just sit in this empty room for awhile... and
enjoy some time to myself. for the first time in i don't know
*how* long. i feel amazing right now.
whew.
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| i feel like this needed a xanga entry all its own.
i hate it when the people you care about are hurting. it hurts so
bad to see that, and to try to be there for them, and to be absolutely
helpless.
(i think you're beautiful.)
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