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con·nive (kə-nīv')
intr.v. con·nived, con·niv·ing, con·nives
1. To cooperate secretly in an illegal or wrongful action; collude: The dealers connived with customs officials to bring in narcotics.
2. to avoid noticing something that one is expected to oppose or condemn; give aid to wrongdoing by forbearing to act or speak (usually fol. by at): The policeman connived at traffic violations.
I am the conniving one? Well that just doesn't make any sense at all.
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[14 Mar 2009|04:20pm] |
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I'm sorry.
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[12 Mar 2009|06:30pm] |
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Every time I get real high. I get real low.
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[16 Feb 2009|02:02pm] |
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You put that on. I'm glad I know you. That song was perfect for the time. Thank you.
I become uneasy. All the time. I become crippled by my anxiety.
Small nervous breakdowns. fits.
I can feel things changing. And it scares me.
I shouldn't. I'm ok.
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[25 Aug 2008|03:24pm] |
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It's good to see phoenix.
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[05 Aug 2008|04:55pm] |
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Severed Head of State |
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 ( Recently.... )
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[09 Apr 2008|10:13pm] |
My eyes feel like they are on fire.
I've been up for over 40 hours straight.
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[04 Apr 2008|04:35pm] |
I really hope I get this job.
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[04 Feb 2008|04:50pm] |
All I can say right now is I'm so lost.
I haven't been so unhappy in so long. I'm not an unhappy person. I'm not used to this.
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[19 Jan 2008|06:59pm] |
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I'm about to have a nervous breakdown.
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[21 Dec 2007|01:17am] |
I have nothing to say anymore.
But I like reading yours.
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[09 Nov 2007|05:36am] |
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I feel like this will happen with every person you ever want to be friends with.
I hope I helped you today.
I needed to hear you today.
I wanted to kill you today.
Thanks for talking to me today.
Thanks for honking so I didn't crash today.
Thank you for getting me up to do things.
Good morning.
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[26 Oct 2007|02:19pm] |
Abner died yesterday..
I'd like this year to be over.. I haven't liked this year very much.
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[16 Oct 2007|12:29am] |
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Discharge. |
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I miss you.
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[27 Sep 2007|08:34pm] |
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he leaves this week.
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[27 Aug 2007|01:56pm] |
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Man, death is such a weird thing.. in 4 hours I'll be standing around tons of morning friends. I'm really not excited about it. I hate the situation. And I hate the church the funeral tomorrow is going to held at. I hate that this happened. And I hate how I'm dealing with it.
I've never cried so hard in my life until Friday. I'm still really lost and really confused. Today is going to be hard.
It's weird though because the past few days the only way to play off it being ok is to laugh. That's all I can do.. I've been laughing about death a lot lately. I think its because my laughs let out some sort of cry. Some sort of sound that makes it ok for me to keep talking without breaking down. I'm tired. And balancing is hard. I feel like a lot of people are mad at me right now for not seeing/hanging out with them. But, I know they know how it's feels to just do what is the usual and be with the usual. It's familiar and easy. I'll get better at this I promise.. It's just right now I'm having a lot of trouble.
I have too much to say..
Wish me luck, I hope I don't loose it.
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[13 Aug 2007|01:13pm] |
I feel like I don't sleep anymore.
These past two weeks have been exhausting.
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[26 Jun 2007|02:21pm] |
Fuck babysitting...
Angelina I got your postcard!! You leave so soon... =(
I really hope to see you.
Love,
Erica
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