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Name: Elizabeth
Location: Duluth, Minnesota, United States
Gender: Female
Interests: boys, coffee shops, movies, futons, basketball, shopping, jeans, polos, american eagle, english, spanish, emo, punk, metal, rock, oldies, hair, bonfires, roller coasters, poetry, dark, pools, swimming, canal park, ice cream, cotton candy, fire, cell phones, xanga, you, high school, minnesota, ps2, katamari damacy, burnout 3, ffx, winning, pole position, pacman, pool, traffic lights, my license, car rides, wasting gas, wasting your time, showers, panic! at the disco, hellogoodbye, fall out boy, death cab for cutie, december, pearls, geometry, denfeld, black lights, summer
Expertise: It's sad when you think really, really hard, and still can't put anything right here.
Occupation: Student
Industry: Medical
Message: message meEmail: email me
AIM:  rawrxitsxbeth
AIM:  rawr its beth
Yahoo:  punk_rocker_riot_mosher
Member Since:
9/2/2004
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| I'm finally moving on. Now it's just getting out of my habit of
bringing his name up, as in, "Oh me and Kiefer used to..." or "I
remember when me and Kiefer...". So once I can quit doing that
I'll be over it, and my friends won't be as annoyed. So I'm happy
for that.
My closest friends already know, but I like someone new. And it's
not Chad. Chad is like a best friend. I realized that the
other day. But I've thought this before.
Anyways. Yes. Someone new. I can't say he's amazing,
and I can't say he's incredible, but he's special? He makes me
laugh.
Next topic. 4th of July. Now that was amazing. I spent it with my bestest friends minus Mallory and Kari.
Here's a picture.
Cute huh.
Yeahhhhhh boi.
I'm OUT.
-Elizabeth Ann
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| Grr.
Some people really push my buttons.
They said they'd never break a promise.
But they fucking shatter it.
Someone promising to always care about you, and then telling you to "Have fun, and please do stay the fuck out of my life. Goodbye." and "Shut up, you stupid fucking cunt."
He's a really great person.
Hah.
The one person I can call crying, because he's the only one who knows what I go through at my house, won't even talk to me.
And all I ever did to him was want out.
Bet 99.9% of you know who this is.
But I'm not going to say his name.
My therapist told me it would be best to still try to talk to him.
That's a lie.
Because every time I do, I get called a cunt, or a bitch, or told that because he is talking to me he's losing IQ points.
So I'm done.
As I've said a million and a half times before.
Done. Done. Done. Done.
I'm ready to live my life.
But I just thought everyone should know how he really is to some people.
Byee.
-Elizabeth Ann | | |
| So this is my weekend.
Work wise.
Friday Night -- 10pm-7am
Saturday Night -- 7:30pm-6am
Slept Sunday from 6:30-3:30.
Worked Tonight from 4-11.
Then I work tomorrow from 8-4, and Tuesday from 7-3.
Lovely.
Then I don't have to go back until 10 Friday night. So bitches, that's 3 nights off!
Party on the beach anyone?
So I'm pretty much pumped for the 4th, I have to work that day, but I don't work the 5th! So party all night long there!
Yeahhhhhh boii.
-Elizabeth Ann
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| It's hard to stay mad when there's so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I'm seeing it all at once, and it's too much. My heart fills up like a balloon about to burst. And then I remember, to relax, and stop trying to hold on to it. And then it flows through me like rain, and I can't feel anything but gratitude, for every single moment, of my stupid little life.
Do you want to see the most beautiful thing I've ever filmed? It was one of those days, where it was a minute away from snowing, and there was this electricity in the air. You can almost hear it. And this bag was just...dancing with me, like a little kid begging me to play with it, for fifteen minutes.
That's the day I realized there was this...entire life behing things...and this incredibly benevolent force, that wanted me to know that there was no reason to be afraid...ever.
Sometimes theres so much beauty in the world, I feel like I can't take it, and my heart, is just going to cave in.
In order to be successful, one must project an image of success at all times.
I didn't mean to scare you. I just think you're interesting.
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