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Location: Massachusetts, United States
Birthday: 1/15/1986
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Member Since: 8/20/2001

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Sunday, January 06, 2002

And the way you were leaving
through history and hills
that night full of thunder and laughter
and so many miles
the hope comes in splinters
the way six months will pass
sit and watch the walls and wait for winter
and maybe: a chance
 
And I hope your magic stays, to carry me through days        
Until I find the words, until im burning brave
Until I stumble home

i'll lie a while outside
and lie to myself at night
recall the times i did everything right
and i'll face the wind
as lightning writes hymns
close my eyes and try to sing along
to find a reason in this song
a reason in this race
the fading day

And I hope your magic stays; to carry me through days
Until i find the words, until i'm burning brave
Until I stumble home          

two lanes this time
i roll along side a
Majestic valley and see a clear cut vein
to remind me
of true beauty and pain
and the way it has to be

And I hope your magic stays; to carry me through days
Until i find the words, until i'm burning brave
Until I stumble home        
I hope your magic stays
take my hand and pray
until I find the words, until I'm burning brave
until i'm not alone
until i stumble home


Tuesday, January 01, 2002

january 2002 here's to you.


Monday, December 31, 2001

party party.

here's wishing everyone a new years rockin' eve.


Thursday, December 27, 2001

sun will shine no matter what i do
sun shines bright now with you
what a wonderful thing for you to do
moon shine bright reflection in your eyes
a finer place he could not find

winter's cold spring erases
and the calm away by the storm is chasen
everything good needs replacing
hope all these changes happen with you

in my life never before have i lover so adored
her eyes her hair everything she says
my delight can tickle me inside
touch my heart touch my mind

no matter what's inside i'll give to her
no need to satisfy my hunger lost in her
and while i spend these hours
five senses reading
with biggest steps i'm running
after her i will run

winter's cold spring erases
and the calm away by the storm is chasen
everything good needs replacing
hope all these changes happen with you

sun will shine no matter what i do
sun shines bright now with you
touch my heart touch me through

no matter what's inside i'll give to her
no need to satisfy my hunger lost in her
and while i spend these hours
five senses reading
with biggest steps i'm running
after her i will run

after her
after her
after her


Tuesday, December 25, 2001

a cold and sunny christmas day, but that's okay.  this was really the first christmas my family had to wake me up, but it seemed pretty similar to all the others.  i got my gamecube and my ssb:m.  i also got my RED SOX CENTURY dvd, woohoo, and some shirts and a new set of baseball cards.  but that's not really that important.

the family is always pretty interesting.  the cool older cousins you hang around with.  the little cousins who follow you around, but i guess to them i'm a cool older cousin.  or just an older cousin.  and getting dressed up is so futile because we just get wicked dirty playing football in the front yard an hour later.  i guess we're really no different than any other family, and i have no different perspective.  my relatives are the nicest people in the world but they're also the weirdest.  the aunts who take a thousand pictures and want us to all sing christmas songs, the uncles and fathers who escape to the garage for "rollies" as if no one knows what they're talking about.  ping-pong in the basement and the dog chews up like ten balls.  turkey dinner and pumpkin pies, though no one brings anything as good as your mom.  i'm rambling on and on and i don't really know why.

it's good to see them come, it's good to see them go, you'll see them all again, you know.  i wished her a merry christmas last night, i hope she got the message.



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