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[May 10, 2008 @ 11:48pm] |
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mood |
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It's coooooold.
I'm curled up with all my blankets and I'm still cold.
D:
This isn't faaaaaair.
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[April 19, 2008 @ 12:30am] |
Happy late birthday Chord ♥
I'm sorry I wasn't around to celebrate it with you.
♥
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| -three- |
[April 04, 2008 @ 3:59pm] |
Chord > Life
♥
That's all.
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[March 29, 2008 @ 1:28pm] |
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mood |
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 contemplative |
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I was talking to a friend back home and he asked me why do I continue to play guitar and write my own lyrics if I don't play them for everyone to here.
I didn't really know the answer, actually.
Not until after we hung up.
I play because it makes me feel like I have some sort of purpose.
I play because it makes me feel better.
I play because I love to play.
Music is something that can't break your heart.
It can make you cry from the shear emotion but it will never turn its back on you.
It's something that we all can relate to.
Something that we can tie ourselves to.
I play because it makes me happy.
I don't care that no one else will hear me sing and play.
I play because I want to and no one can tell me otherwise.
When I play my guitar, I feel like I've come home to something.
I feel warm and accepted.
Even when I am alone.
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[March 22, 2008 @ 7:57pm] |
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mood |
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 giggly |
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Alllllll Chord's fault.
Mmhm.
Blame him.
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