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The Girl
Aly. 21. Las Vegas, Nevada. Dreamer, schemer, and make believer. I'm everything you know and everything you can't understand. I'm full of contradictions and misconceptions. I love without holding back and can change your life if you let me. Never underestimate me because that will be your biggest mistake. Myspace Flickr 
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Saturday, October 29, 2005
What's she got that I don't have Does she fill those spaces that I've left you When you wake up every night Does the scent of regret ever haunt you Put this under your skin cuz I am me and I won't change for anyone Me and I won't change for anyone For anyone like you Does the weight of consequence Drag you down until it pulls you under Does she lend an eager hand to save you From the future of being with her Are you with her? Put this under her skin cuz I am me and I won't change for anyone Me and I won't change for anyone For anyone like you Why would I change Put this under your skin Alysa [
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Friday, October 28, 2005
I thought if someone liked me, I must be okay.I thought if someone was willing to hold me, I must be worth not letting go of.If someone liked my body, it was a good body.If they liked my conversation, it was worthwhile.Why do we give ourselves over to love, offer our hearts as collateral for something we can't afford?I told my mother I didn't need anyone and she cried and said, "everyone needs someone."People who need other people named their need and they named it love.
Alysa [
10:42 PM ]
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will be sad. i already feel the drowsiness of tears and the lump rising in my throat. Alysa [
9:52 PM ]
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I wait for the postmanTo bring me a letter And I wait for the good Lord To make me feel better And I carry the weight of the world on my shoulders Family in crisis that only grows older Why'd you have to go? Why'd you have to go? Why'd you have to go? Daughter to father Daughter to father I am broken, but I am hoping Daughter to father Daughter to father I am crying, a part of me's dying and these are These are the confessions Of a broken heart And I wear all your old clothes Your polo sweater I dream of another you One who would never, never Leave me alone To pick up the pieces Daddy to hold me That's what I needed So why'd you have to go? Why'd you have to go? Why'd you have to go? Daughter to father Daughter to father I don't know you, but I still want to Daughter to father Daughter to father Tell me the truth Did you ever love me? 'Cuz these are, these are, the confessions Of a broken heart Of a broken heart I love you I love you I love you I, I love you... Daughter to father Daughter to father I don't know you, but I still want to Daughter to father Daughter to father Tell me the truth Did you ever love me? Did you ever love me? These are The confessions Of a broken heart Oh And I wait for the postman To bring me a letter... Alysa [
9:49 PM ]
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Saturday, October 15, 2005
im buzzing like neon
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Tuesday, October 04, 2005
im sorry.
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12:32 AM ]
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Monday, October 03, 2005
im tired. and my tummy hurts. why does my tummy hurt? and why do i feel like you're mad at me? i dont like feeling sick and work is going to be way to hectic today. i hate sales..well i love shopping during them..but not working them. time to go get dressed now and not be cranky. im so napping when i get home.
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Saturday, October 01, 2005
congrats. you no longer have to worry about me or if i'm okay. i no longer exist to you. you fucked this up.
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