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Alanis Says Hi Then Gives The Finger
7.17.2006
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Last night, in a futile attempt to get rid of anything you-know-who (some feng shui I read somewhere, Bridget Jones I think, that keeping things like that around will hold you back thus will prevent you from moving on) Alanis spoke to me. She said "Life has a funny way of sneaking up on you when you think everything is okay and everything's going right."
She's right. And I can't believe an Alanis song was making sense to me right now.
I should've known something like that would come my way eventually. I should've anticipated the twist as if I am living inside a Stephen King novel. But I'm just 22, it's expected of me to be that naive. Young people are supposed to have a sunny disposition in life, with the exception of Daria, and Paris Gellar. Hell, I was dreaming of a Twix bar last night, and when I woke up this morning I was drooling. I am that young.
People always tell you not to let your guard down. The thing is, I don't even have a guard, or whatever that actually refers to. I am that susceptible. My train of thought ends with "I really like this person." I've dated guys double my age, guys double my height. I've dated a guy whose mouth is an exact replica of Steven Tyler's.
I just never learn.
And just like Paris Hilton, I'm screwed.
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i taught myself to wallow... pain is sweet medicine. peeling off the past is a beautiful ordeal. and as the scabs nestle in heaps on the floor i don't desire to sweep them away... they are an image of you, coagulated... flaked... gross... a sign of better things... like the affliction called relief.
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