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[02 Dec 2008|01:01pm]
Ali is going to restore the shire for TEN FUCKING MONTHS, and im having a sad/excited explosion in my brain thats making my eyes look like ramen fish cakes.
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[15 Oct 2008|11:05pm]
Everybody's lookin at you like they want to
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ali come home now? [09 Jul 2008|11:25pm]
and now the lonliness sets in..

someone play with me?
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[29 Jan 2008|10:04am]
Saturday was one of the best experiences ive ever had in my life, ill always remember it.
i really needed it too.
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[18 Jun 2007|08:22pm]
Everyone I've loved; where did they go?

I am alone, hopefully not for too much longer. I might be going a little batty. It's odd to think that the wisest person I have ever met is three years younger than me, a surprise welcomed warmly. Too bad all surprises can't be like that.
I am tired. I sleep away my days, not sure if I'm waiting for something or just jaded.

Whether the glass is half-empty or half-full, depends on whether you have just poured half a glass, or if half was just spilled.
I need to figure out which one i did.
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[15 Jun 2007|12:22am]


Sometimes, I really wish zombies would take over the world.
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Guess Who? [03 Dec 2006|07:54pm]
Despite your pseudo-bohemian appearance
And vaguely leftist doctrine of beliefs
You know nothing about art or sex
That you couldn’t read in any trendy New York underground fashion magazine
Prototypical non-conformist
You are a vacuous soldier of the thrift store Gestapo
You adhere to a set of standards and tastes
That appear to be determined by an unseen panel of hipster judges (bullshit)
Giving a thumbs up or thumbs down to incoming and outgoing trends and styles of music and art
Go analog baby, you’re so post-modern
You’re diving face forward into a antiquated path
It’s disgusting, its offensive, don’t stick your nose up at me

You spend your time sitting in circles with your friends
Pontificating to each other
Forever competing for that one moment of self-aggrandizing glory
In which you hog the intellectual spotlight
Holding dominion over the entire shallow pointless conversation
Oh, we’re not worthy
When you walk by a group of quote-unquote normal people
You chuckle to yourself patting yourself on the back as you scoff
It's the same superiority complex
Shared by the high school jocks who made your life a living hell
And makes you a slave to the competitive capitalist dogma
You spend every moment of your waking life bitching about
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[29 Oct 2006|03:53am]
Why do I always feel like this?
Im such a goddamn asshole.
I hate this journal.
fuck
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[22 Oct 2006|07:54pm]
My name is Dylan James Michal and I don’t have any clue where my destiny leads. I come from a middle of the road, middle class, white family of five. I live in the suburbs in a mid-sized house. I don’t have any interesting heritage or fascinating family stories. I don’t have many interesting talents. I don’t play sports, don’t get good grades, and I haven’t had any amazing jobs to reference. The only things special in my life are the things people don’t really look at, i.e. the people closest to me (and they know who they are). I would like to say I have an interesting personality, or that I think about things differently than other people, but what have I done or produced to show that? Even my photography, which is the one thing in the world that I absolutely love doing isn’t as good as id like it to be. It is good, but its not spectacular, it doesn’t stand out or get remembered. I try so hard at it, but I can never find that one thing that every artist searches for. Why not? How can other artists produce this perfect work that stands out from other artists. Why is mine good, but just as good? I have no idea what I’m going to do after college, or even after high school, but I need to find my muse. I need to find some sort of meaning for the things that I think about. It seems like all I can do is feel sorry for myself and produce just as good work.
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[22 Oct 2006|12:04am]
BEST. DAY. EVER.
-Ihop, with banana nut and chocolate chip pancakes (and soda!)
-Laser quest (I got 1st, Ali got 7th. out of 32)
-Work at Gamestop, slow easy day, Jim is a funny guy lol.
-Ali picked me up from work, she was waiting on her car. <3
-Shabu Fondue, both the cheese and the chocolate were amazing.
-Love love oh Im in love.
-And her eyes. yes.

Happy 18 months Ali. I Love You.
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[03 Sep 2006|10:36pm]
Today was one of the most beautiful and adventurous days ive ever had. it was the fist time ive been that far away from the saftey of the city by myself. i hope this means new things to come.

I fell in love again today, with life, with beauty, and with her.
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[27 Jul 2006|11:20pm]
[ mood | optimistic ]
[ music | Regina Spektor ]

I need to grow up.

Theres alot of things I really need to change about myself.

I feel like I need to write it down or else I wont do it, there is allways a final, real feeling to things once you've written them down...

I love you, im so glad you're there for me... and understand me better than anyone.

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[20 Jul 2006|02:20pm]
I miss Ali :[
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[04 Jul 2006|11:34pm]
It rained today.

On the Fourth of July came the first rain of the summer.
It was everything i hoped it would be,
Everyone got the feeling of a warm shower after a long days work.
My friends were there,
they mean the world to me.

Ali was there,
she is the world to me.

I hope this marks good things to come,
like a good omen.

I hope,
I wish,
I need it.

Everything will be ok now,
no more tension,
no more drama,
no more hate.

The rain has washed it all away.

Goodnight everyone,
I love you all.
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[23 Jun 2006|08:27am]
So i lost my phone, dont know how long till i get another one.
Home:480-963-1067
or just call ali lol
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[22 Jun 2006|11:19pm]
tsumetwo: tsumetwo (10:27:04 PM): you should tell me a story
AtomskEno (10:27:10 PM): ok
AtomskEno (10:27:12 PM): about what?
tsumetwo (10:27:16 PM): i don't know
tsumetwo (10:27:19 PM): make something up
AtomskEno (10:27:23 PM): hmm
AtomskEno (10:27:25 PM): well
AtomskEno (10:27:27 PM): ok
AtomskEno (10:27:38 PM): hmmm
AtomskEno (10:27:57 PM): this one time there wa sthis guy
AtomskEno (10:28:07 PM): and he was very lonly
AtomskEno (10:28:16 PM): so he hired some strippers
AtomskEno (10:28:21 PM): to hang out with him
AtomskEno (10:28:34 PM): they were very hott
AtomskEno (10:28:40 PM): and he was very odd
AtomskEno (10:28:48 PM): there was a black one
AtomskEno (10:28:55 PM): and he was like
tsumetwo (10:28:58 PM): BLACK PEOPLE?!
AtomskEno (10:29:11 PM): "eff you hoe i aint payin your bitch ass
AtomskEno (10:29:16 PM): !!!!"
AtomskEno (10:29:25 PM): and he killed her
tsumetwo (10:29:25 PM): that's right tell that nigger
AtomskEno (10:29:39 PM): the other strippers were very angery
AtomskEno (10:29:50 PM): so they decided to fight the guy
AtomskEno (10:30:05 PM): who i will from now on refer to as peanut
AtomskEno (10:30:28 PM): so peanuts all like "wtf hoes?!?! you think you can take me?"
AtomskEno (10:30:37 PM): and he got raped in the ass
tsumetwo (10:30:47 PM): woah
AtomskEno (10:30:58 PM): with a pineapple
AtomskEno (10:31:02 PM): THE END
tsumetwo (10:31:25 PM): i guess the moral of the story is don't talk to black people or you'll get raped in the ass with a pineapple
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[09 Jun 2006|10:39pm]
I cant help but look into your eyes. its intoxicating.
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[02 Jun 2006|10:10am]
YAY SUMMER IS HERE!

rachel is back
tanya can drive
val is moving out
heather is so sweet
ali is amazing

this is going to be such a good one
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[08 May 2006|11:04pm]
So ill start off:

Who would have known, A beauty this immense
Who would have known, A saintly trance
Who would have known, Miraculous breath
-Bjork

There was an owl keeping me company, and i looked at her through the dark shadows of the leaves and said, "Please stay?" and she stared back and i knew, i felt, i breathed. She was almost human. I looked up again through the branches toward the moon with no particular shape of importance, and i do believe she looked up as well and shared in the beauty. I wished. Upon nothing, into the night sky, into the swaying branches, into the ruffled feathers.

and I wished for my love and nothing else.
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[20 Apr 2006|11:22pm]
I hope this year is even half as good as last...

because i couldnt be happier. Thats how i know we were meant for eachother,

i couldnt think of any possible way to be more happy right now.

I love you so much Ali Nicole.

-one year anniversary-
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