Rebecca Joy

Mon, 09 May 2005 22:01:10 GMT

~~i made a new journal. i am unsure right now if i will change all the way to it or just post things in there that i doubt anyone else will care to read.~~ I'm moving permanantly. Add me there or you'll be left behind. I'm not adding anyone first, no matter how much I may like you.

if you want to add it, it is cityinthesea.

and my instant messenger: a cityinthesea.

Goodbye.

Mon, 09 May 2005 20:43:31 GMT

was walking down the wrong side of the street
Just to show you all what I don't like
And my mama put my shoes on the wrong feet
a child body a with an out paced mind

(Hold up traffic, they cut their hair weird)
When I was young I never carried on like that
(You're in the back there, won't you stand up?)
Tell the rest of the world what you're laughing at

Cause you don't know what you can get away with
And you just laugh cause you're
Clueless

So daddy crawls down from his big riding lawnmower
Started rambling about the good old days
Says he had to walk five miles to school
It was snowing and it was uphill both ways

(Every night their in the parking lot)
Breaking glass with a smile on their faces
(Every year now, off to college)
Another batch of punks takes their places

They don't know what they can get away with
They just laugh cause they're
Clueless

Old man, don't you dig the gap
between me and you
look from ear to ear
And you don't hear what I do

I was walking down the wrong side of the street
A cluless geezer and a big bright passer
'Till my mama put my shoes on the wrong feet
you gotta know by now its wasting his time

Happy Birthday, Birthday boy! You have been there for me a lot lately!
You are the best friend a girl could wish for! I hope 22 is an awesome
year for you! I'm always praying for you. Can you feel it?!?!?!?!?!?!

pray continually.

a lot has been going on lately. i'm so close to graduating
and i just can't wait to start fresh. life is short and i've
been realizing that more and more lately. i'm still deciding
what to do with mine. but once i decide, you probably won't
see me very much around Lj, email, AIM, or the phone too much.
I'm doing my best to smile. And I have really pale legs. :)
♥

zero/friends only

Sun, 01 May 2005 18:48:22 GMT

How do we forgive our fathers?

Maybe in a dream?

Do we forgive our fathers for leaving us too often?

Or forever, when we were little?

Maybe for scaring us with unexpected rage, or making us nervous

because there never seemed to be any rage there at all?

Do we forgive our fathers for marrying or not marrying our mothers?

or for divorcing or not divorcing our mothers?

And shall we forgive them for thier excesses of warmth or coldness?

Shall we forgive them for pushing or leaning, or shutting doors?

for speaking thru walls, or never speaking, or never being silent?

Do we forgive our fathers in our age, or in theirs?

Or in their deaths, saying it to them, or not saying it.

If we forgive our fathers, what is left?

-Smoke Signals (1998)