Not emboldened

Created for a place

I've never known

(This Is Home by Switchfoot)

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A write-off?

I think I may be a part of some warped, newfangled reality show where they shower contestants with compliments and accolades and wait for it to go their heads.

Yes, that's the only plausible explanation.

-?

The wolves in sheep's clothing will only lead so far...

(This House That Doubt Built by A Day To Remember)

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I'm sorry, but it's true.

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"People lie to you with polite conversation then when they finally show themselves to you, you realize that you spent all that time with a stranger."

-Loker from 'Lie To Me'

...

My. Thoughts. EXACTLY.

Loker just paraphrased.

Standing on the rooftops, everybody scream your heart out.

Will we make a mark, this time?

Will we always say we tried?

(Rooftops by Lostprophets)

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Quite confuzzled

Just when I had you off my head;

Your voice comes thrashing wildly through my quiet bed

(All We Ever Do Is Say Goodbye by John Mayer)

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kthnxbye

Now the rain is just washing you

out of my hair

and

out of my mind

(Remembering Sunday by All Time Low)

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Somehow awry

But I'm tongue-tied and terrified of what I'll say.

(I'd Hate To You Be When People Find Out What This Song Is About by Mayday Parade)

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All your streetlight eyes wide on my plastic toys

And I have to speculate, that God himself

Did make us into corresponding shapes

Like puzzle pieces from the clay

(Such Great Heights by The Postal Service)

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Boxed in

Uninspired

:|

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Words of Wisdom from Ms. Waldorf

"Destiny is for losers.

It's just a stupid excuse to wait for things to happen instead of

making them happen."

-Blair Waldorf

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She took the midnight train going anywhere

The future is a question mark

Of kerosene and electric sparks

(Burn Out Bright by John Foreman)

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Doo-be doo-be doo-ba

I'm only a (wo)man in a silly red sheet

Digging for kryptonite on this one-way street

Only a (wo)man in a silly red sheet

Looking for special things inside of me.

(Superman by Five For Fighting)

Dream a little dream of me? :s

You know that really frustrating feeling of not being able to remember what dream (or nightmare) you had the night before?

Well, there's something worse than that- remembering the dream but realizing it's not the right dream to have dreamt.

[I know, if you're reading this and have known me for a while, you're expecting this to be about something completely different than it actually is. So don't judge me here, folks. It's NOT that age-old story. I've buried that.]

And yes, it stems from the same place where the worst of complications arise- people.

They're so cumbersome. Inanimate objects are so much easier to deal with.

I say we settle for the in between- AUTOMATONS!

They're like humans without that hindering aspect of emotions and feelings.

Not to mention, no blood! Imagine how much easier that would be on doctors, detectives and crime scene investigators!

But back to the point.

How did I even manage to conjure up such startlingly vivid images, clear sounds and close-to-reality feelings for people and things which I for so long, have not even thought about?

Dreams.

They're a funny thing.

O_o

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