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Chin Up
04/29/12 at 10:19 PM by 11:11
200 weeks of paychecks
A backpack, headphones
The asphalt, now a trampoline
And I'm flying across the sea

Connecting the dots with
Cities below
Each one calling out to me
Asking to be called home
So I close my eyes
And dive
I'm not afraid to die,
I'm afraid of staying here.

Even the buzz of traffic has an accent
And the buildings, oh the buildings
Each one, a promise on its doormat
This one says "Chin up"

The moon stays up with me
Sleep didn't knock on my door tonight
And as I look out my window, at the glow
The blood rushes like my first love

I could lose myself, you know.
This city could swallow me whole.
A place where maps don't go
The place that says "Chin up".
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04/25/12 at 08:52 PM by 11:11
Can't believe how much I've changed since my last blog post.

Can't believe you left me.

Worst month of my life.

Also the best month of my life.

Thank God I'm not normal.
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The World Outside, As Seen From the Safety of Your Backseat
06/06/10 at 10:31 AM by 11:11
It was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen.

3 AM, a single streetlight on. We were parked right down the street from my house. "Sleep Well" by Lydia was playing in the background, until the timer in your car shut it off after 8 minutes.

"You like it more than ever
And I cannot stand this
Because you like it more than ever"

Was I hearing myself sing? I didn't think so. It could have been though. You tasted so good, and you reacted to my every touch. You asked me what this meant for us as you sat on top of me in the back seat of your car. We both knew the answer, but you had to get it out in the open anyway. "For the first time, I don't know how I feel. You're different, and that scares me." If I were to end it, right here and now, I know I'd change my mind in a few weeks. And we both knew you'd come running back to me if that happened, and that scared the both of us. You like me way too much.

I think my guitar is still in the back of your car. I'm not worried about anything happening to it though, I know you'll keep it safe.

It was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. The streetlights, the silence, a parked car.

And everything was so very real.
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Something to Go On
05/17/10 at 08:01 PM by 11:11
The telephone booth on the corner of 4th
The flickering light on the side of your porch
The bench where you slept
The night that you wept
And swallowed your cul-de-sac whole

You're full of yourself, but you keep wanting more
Try as I might, I can't help but adore
The way that you taste
The messes we make
You're an accident suspended in time

Something to go on, don't leave me hanging
A word, a thought, a crime, an excuse
A reason for me to believe that you aren't just my noose
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04/25/10 at 07:52 PM by 11:11
When you see the end of something coming, how are you supposed to enjoy the moments leading up to it?
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I'm Setting Myself On Fire.
02/20/10 at 10:04 PM by 11:11
An excerpt from my last conversation ever with my former best friend:

(Me) "So you were basically friends with me for the first 3 years of high school because I gave you compliments? And for all of the advice I've given you over the years, the one time you decide not to take it is when it's totally going to fuck up your life going into college?

"Well...I was coming out of a very hard time in my life, and I was very vulnerable---"

"Because one of your closest friends called you a slut in 8th grade? I'm sorry, but that's just ridiculous. Everyone is vulnerable. You don't think I am? My parents got divorced when I was 6."

"Yeah, but that happened when you were 6."

"So? Do you have any idea how fucking screwed up my home life is? I have virtually no relationship with my father who I have to see every week, my sister hates my guts and started drinking at 14, I won't be able to afford college because my mom can't earn enough money to help with the tuition...you honestly think that something like divorce goes away? How would you feel if your parents got divorced?"

"Well my parents actually love each other and would never do something like that."

Yeah, well I hope you rot in hell, Brianne. It's great to know the girl I shared all my secrets with for the past 3 years of my life is actually a total bitch. And I hope your new "toy" shreds your fucking heart into pieces.
Tags: divorce, best friends, how to end a conversation
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Maybe It'll Mean More to You
02/01/10 at 08:32 PM by 11:11
My heart is a candle, your love is a match
Burning it down until all that I'm left with is wax
Your lips move so slowly, but I can't find time to relax
You kill me with words, you're a murderer, but I cover your tracks

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Best Albums of 2008
12/20/08 at 12:09 PM by 11:11
10. How to Call a Bluff

9. Lost in the Sound of Seperation

8. Pretty Odd

7. Razia's Shadow

6. So Young, So Insane EP

5. Folie A Deux

4. We All Need a Reason To Believe

3. Where The Light Is

2. Viva la Vida

1. We Sing, We Dance, We Steal Things
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You Act Like You're Ordinary
12/08/08 at 05:03 PM by 11:11
Because it's only in my dreams that I see
You lovlier than I see you now
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