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| Xanga is over
It's Dead to me
Ok ok ok ok, occasionally i may come back and rant and whine like i do.
But i'm moving to deviantArt.
Officially.
I find that i act more...mature there, and that i'm more concentrated on things that matter...like what i'm trying to become...instead of what i once was...
Same name, different place
www.raidhyn.deviantart.com
Hope you swing by to read, all of you have been appreciated
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| Davey Havok writes in a myspace blog
Davey fucking Havok, writes in a blog.
Davey Havok writes...
Davey Havok...
Davey...
Yeah, it made my day,
And the other thing that made my day great was this
What You Don't See On The News
Just fucking go there, it's important.
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| You know...i'll be honest with you, you know what i miss the most?
Girls
Oh yes, and women too.
Because girls have this quirky kind of cute to them that's adorable
And women have this magnetic elegance and poise that just makes you want to procure a camera and capture every glance.
We dont have girls, or women out here in the Army. No, we have females. When you take a girl, or a woman, and strip them down to being a FEMALE, the only thing that differs them form males are the fact that they have breasts and a vagina, less testosterone, and are slightly more intelligent than males.
Whats worse is when a female tries to pretend that she's a girl again. It's just...sad...and sometimes disgusting to the point of regurgitating the ramen i just had for lunch.
But yes, i miss the girls and i miss the women, the ones you would pass by, steal glances from, stare at, photograph when they weren't looking, or approach, talk to, flirt with, make out with, sleep with, whatever. Life was just so more interesting when girls were in the picture.
But there's more i miss about life on the outside beyond just the women, just the girls...
Everything
The rumble of a train overhead, the way diners smell more of cigarettes than food, late nights on strange floors, finding new ways to sleep on brand new couches. I miss the dynamic of wandering to someplace new, experiencing a new realm of people, and making a brand new collection of memories to bring back up on quiet nights, sometimes rainy ones. I miss the way the streets feel at 2 in the morning...like there's a whole world around you, unknown, waiting to be discovered. I miss the familiar roads that lead to my house, to my best friends houses, and the short cuts we used to take back home after band practice. I miss the mosh pits, and the dance pits, and the skank pits, and i wish i could go back to every show with a camera...I miss the scene, and the drama, and the soap opera lives, i miss the girls that would come up to me and say
"I know you from somewhere...don't I?"
And i'd say something like
"I hope so."
I miss spending days laying in her bed staring at orange walls, and peicing through collages of magazine clippings and concert tickets. I miss latenight AIM conversations, trying to peice my way to the end of the maze of a person...I miss cigarettes on curbs, tight jeans, and a smile that could mean, just about anything...
For all of you on the outside, don't just let all of this atmosphere pass by without more than a curosory glance. The world deserves your exploration, your sense of adventure, the desire of discovery, and the reflection of a poet. Don't just say "I wish i could go..." or "I would i could see..." or "I wish i could become..."
Because you can
I'm drinking this cup of coffee
And then im going to bed
Goodnight
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| Pause…
I love movies. Those slow movies that take the time to capture the little things in life that make you smile into your hand. The kind of smile you smile because…well, you’re human too, and you can’t help it.
So full of cheese
I just got done watching Elizabethtown, which I would have to say was excellent movie. If you liked Garden State, or any other kind of slow, quiet romance movies…yeah, you’ll like this one too.
My favorite thing about this movie…
The girl’s name in it was Claire.
To be honest with you, I’ve had a pretty crummy last couple of days. Things here aren’t exactly uplifting, and the bringing in of the New Year has only signified that for this entire year of 2006 I’ll be overseas in a country far away from everyone I love.
For all of you that are living in those south south Chicago suburbs, going to school downtown, in the Navy, or creating the best lives to be lived in Dubuque…I miss all of you. You have no idea how badly I wish I could be there, next to you, everyday living your lives with you, being part of something so much larger than just my story…your stories.
Your dreams and aspirations coming slowly true.
I want to be there building memories but unfortunately, im gone. I’m far away and in quite a different place.
But I think about you a lot…
I think a lot about the missed opportunities for love…it makes me so frustrated when I see characters in movies never saying the right things, or the things that I want them to say, the things I think would be the perfect things to say. And then I realized, when I was them I never had the right things to say either. In fact, sometimes I could barley speak at all.
But all of that is all far behind me now. Now, I am just trying to remain having an optimistic outlook for the future…
Afterall…I am only 20.
There’s a lot of life left to be lived.
Right?
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