just your average compulsive waver.

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Francine Caitlyn Chye
a.k.a. Hurricaine Fran
a.k.a. Fran the PCD
a.k.a. the happy bunny :D
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040889 (August baby!)
Crescent, ACJC, hocker
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world
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If it's meant to be, it'll be(:

"And sometimes good things fall apart
so better things can fall together"

don't think, just run

Saturday, September 30, 2006

Fuck i feel so crummy right now

I blame the rain,
because rainy days

make you want to listen to emo songs
because rainy days

magnify the effect emo songs have on you
because rainy days

make you turn up the volume,
make you sit there glancing outside
as the raindrops fall heavily on the leaves
and make you think
about everything
make you feel
everything
make you miss
anything and,

make you sort of sad.

When i think of rainy days
I think of you
and then i can't seem to smile

If i wished you and pushed you and needed you away,
would you go?
Or would you stay for a while,
telling me to stop worrying,
telling me there's no reason to be scared,
to feel insecure,
~~to feel you slipping away from me.~~

I knew it was going to be like this for me,
by me
I know what heartache feels like,
and it felt just like that.
I know what heartbreak feels like,
you know i know.

I can't seem to let myself be happy

I don't know why it affects me so much
but i know i can't handle it
and so i push you away
even though all i want you to say
is that you'll never leave.

I feel happy too easily
and hurt even easier.

I think i need an emo blog for rainy days
I don't know why i can't study
I want to run
but fuck, it's raining.

It's funny, i woke up today and didn't feel like sleeping
but i didn't feel like getting up more
so i just stayed in bed and dreamt funny dreams
which didn't make me laugh
but made me feel even worse.
Maybe i just got up on the wrong side of the bed

*Max baby i borrowed this from you, thank you.
Meredith: I never should have told you about George.
Derek: No, its fine, I'm glad I know about him, and the vet. You really get around.
Meredith: What did you just say to me?
Derek: It's unforgivable.
Meredith: I don't remember ever asking you to forgive me.
Derek: So was the knitting a phase? Who's next? Alex? 'Cause I hear he likes to sleep around. You two have that in common.
Meredith (she grabs him as he turns to walk off): You don't get to call me a whore. When I met you, I thought I had found the person that I was going to spend the rest of my life with. I was done. So all the boys and all the bars and all the obvious daddy issues, who cared, because I was done. You left me. You chose Addison. I'm all glued back together now. I make no apologies for how I chose to repair what you broke. You don't get to call me a whore.
Derek: This thing with us is finished. It's over.
Meredith: Finally.
Derek: Yeah, it's done.
Meredith: It is done.

- grey's anatomy.

It has no revelance to anything, but somehow reading it made me feel better.

God, i need a hug.
-i'm having trouble sleeping

ex-oh, ex-oh
5:56 PM