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angela chase

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pps. Dear Self,
Avoid checking your LJ friends list all day tomorrow, and tomorrow night, until you DON'T watch Supernatural's season two premiere with Courtney.






ppps. The Like is an amazing band. A trio of girls making GOOD music? Oh I shudder at the thought.



pppps. I'm trying not to get my hopes up, but I think my paycheck will be about $166. and that makes me so happy. I can pay back my mom, buy Cry-Baby on DVD, get Spn s1, and still have a decent amt of $$ to put in the bank.


ppppps. [another note to self]
Uh, yeah, also remember to, whenever you get your check cashed, to open a checking account, because it'd be nice to be able to get out money from an ATM instead of having to do it before 5 pm at a bank. kthx.



pppppps. [why don't I just stop marking these with post-scripts?]
Thomas, Kris AND Frank apparently are excited that I'm coming back to Ft Lauderdale to visit them soon! Woo!


ppppppps. yeah, I got nothin' else.

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ps.

AHHHHHHH GOT THE JOBBBB.

re:
Spent most of last night,
Dragging this lake,
For the corpses of all my past mistakes.
Sell me out, the joke's on you.
We are salt and you are the wound.

Empty another bottle,
And let me tear you to pieces.
This is me wishing you into the worst situations.

I'm the kind of kid that can't let anything go,
But you wouldn't know a good thing if it came up and slit your throat.

Whoa. Whoa. Oooh. Whoa. Whoa.

Your remorse hasn't fallen on deaf ears,
Rather ones that just don't care.
'Cause I know,
That you're in between arms somewhere.
Next to heartbeats where you shouldn't be asleep.
Now I'll teach you a lesson for keeping secrets from me.

Take your taste back,
Peel back your skin,
And try to forget how it feels inside.
You should try saying no once in a while.
Oh once in a while.

Take your taste back,
Peel back your skin,
And try to forget how it feels inside.
You should try saying no once in a while.
Oh once in a while.

And did you hear the news?
I could dissect you and gut you on this stage.
Not as eloquent as I may have imagined,
But it will get the job done.

You're done.

Every line is plotted and designed,
To leave you standing on your bedroom windows ledge.
And everyone else that it hits,
That it gets to,
Is nothing more than collateral damage.

Take your taste back,
Peel back your skin,
And try to forget how it feels inside.
You should try saying no once in a while.
Oh once in a while.

Take your taste back,
Peel back your skin,
And try to forget how it feels inside.
You should try saying no once in a while.
Oh once in a while.