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Walking While Blind: October 2012
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Danica's Playlist 1 by Danica on Grooveshark. Monday, October 29, 2012. Me Nowhere. Unconscious. Limitation. Youth. Police. Alternation. Yellow. 50 cent. Piece. Collect. Gap. Accused. Virgin. False. Legend. Zero Dosage. Dealer. Horror. Repeat. Again. Pressure. Help. Hush. Speak. Softly. Atmosphere. Smoke. Violin. Strings. Escape. Sixteen. Candles. Monster. Markings. Left. Pursue. Right. Pocket. Low. Defeat. Vanish. Behind. Disappearing. Going. Going. Solution. Gone- Stop. Tuesday, October 16, 2012. I wan...
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Walking While Blind: If Only I Could've Said
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Danica's Playlist 1 by Danica on Grooveshark. Thursday, November 29, 2012. If Only I Could've Said. This goes out to Mrs. Brems, my sophomore English teacher that asked me if I was native to English. In front of the whole class might I add. If only I could've said I'm not maybe my grade would've been better. This is for my coach and my teammates. I'm sorry I struck out that last game. If only I could've said I tried maybe it would've made it okay. This is for all the maybes and should haves that might've...
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Stop Standing There: 3 Poems
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Sunday, December 9, 2012. I couldn't decide on which poem I liked the most. So I'm writing 3, from Where the Sidewalk Ends. I’ve never washed my shadow out. In all the time I’ve had it. It was absolutely filthy I supposed,. And so today I peeled it off. The wall where it was leaning. And stuck it in the washtub. I put in the soap and bleach and stuff,. I let it soak for hours,. I wrung it out an hung it out to dry,. And whoever would have thunk. That is would have gone and shrunk. Cozy as can be house.
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Walking While Blind: September 2012
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Danica's Playlist 1 by Danica on Grooveshark. Monday, September 24, 2012. I'm running out of breath. I can't believe its so hard to breathe. My hearts pounding in my chest. As I wonder if IT found me. I hide under the covers and pretend I'm invisible. Then I turn around and IT is still there. I scream and pray IT would just go away. I'm running and running but IT is. I've been running from this thing for 5 years now. I stop running and decide to face my fears. Once and for all. So much misery and pain.
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Walking While Blind: Now that Yesterday is Over, Here Lies the Bucket List
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Danica's Playlist 1 by Danica on Grooveshark. Wednesday, November 28, 2012. Now that Yesterday is Over, Here Lies the Bucket List. For my 18th birthday. over Vegas.at night. Because the last one died in a freak gasoline fight accident. Be a part of a flash mob. A broken down car. For the pure fun of life. While drinking tea with my pinky up and eat shrimp because it’s classy. 8230; maybe I’ll feed one or two. Feature in a foreign movie. Play the song You Spin Me Round. By Dead or Alive at my wedding.
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Stop Standing There: Lost In Paris
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Wednesday, December 19, 2012. I've always known that I love to write, but I've always felt like I've never been good at it, and that it's pointless for me to even try. Coming to paris has changed that thought. Paris has allowed me to let myself be be more free, to actually express myself through writing, rather than just putting pointless words on a page about the drama concerning everyday life. Even though Paris has taught me that that is actually a very creative, and indie sorta thing to do.
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Stop Standing There: October 2012
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Monday, October 29, 2012. Why am I so scared all the time? Halloween. Where everyone dresses up as someone they’re not. Why do we do this? It’s fun to be different for a change. I miss those days when I got so excited to dress up. I always put so much thought into what I was gong be and I was so happy to go trick or treating with my dad and brothers. And eating all my candy and feeling so sick to my stomach. I miss being little. Halloween is a fantastic holiday. Big bird. What? Sleep Sand. Childhood&...
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Stop Standing There: December 2012
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Wednesday, December 19, 2012. I've always known that I love to write, but I've always felt like I've never been good at it, and that it's pointless for me to even try. Coming to paris has changed that thought. Paris has allowed me to let myself be be more free, to actually express myself through writing, rather than just putting pointless words on a page about the drama concerning everyday life. Even though Paris has taught me that that is actually a very creative, and indie sorta thing to do. I will not...
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The United States Of Anonymous: Fight.
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The United States Of Anonymous. Saturday, December 29, 2012. My direct order to you, is to get in a fight. No it does not have to be a fist fight! I want you to fight! Get in a yelling fight with your next door neighbor! Get in a fight with your teacher about your grade! Get in a fight with your self about what girl is more beautiful! Fight for what you love. that is my direct order to you. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Dream as if you'll live forever. Live as if you'll die today. I Ain't a Doll.
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The United States Of Anonymous: MakeDamnSure: Taking Back Sunday
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The United States Of Anonymous. Tuesday, November 27, 2012. MakeDamnSure: Taking Back Sunday. You've got this new head filled up with smoke. I've got my veins all tangled close. To the jukebox bars you frequent. The safest place to hide. A long night spent with your most obvious weakness. You start shaking at the thought you are everything I want. Cause you are everything I'm not. And we lay, we lay together just not. Too close, too close (How close is close enough? We lay, we lay together just not.