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putnamsgurl
Age. 37
Gender. Female
Ethnicity. American
Location , PA
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Once In Awhile Quote
The only paradise is paradise lost.
-Marcel Proust (1871 - 1922
Once In Awhile Joke
Dyslexic Lightbulb
How does it change many dyslexics to take a lightbulb?
Once in Awhile Lyrics
"I Hope You Dance"
I hope you never lose your sense of wonder
You get your fill to eat
But always keep that hunger
May you never take one single breath for granted
God forbid love ever leave you empty handed
I hope you still feel small
When you stand by the ocean
Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens
Promise me you'll give fate a fighting chance

And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance
I hope you dance

I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance
Never settle for the path of least resistance
Living might mean taking chances
But they're worth taking
Lovin' might be a mistake
But it's worth making
Don't let some hell bent heart
Leave you bitter
When you come close to selling out
Reconsider
Give the heavens above
More than just a passing glance

And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance
(Time is a wheel in constant motion always)
I hope you dance
(Rolling us along)
I hope you dance
(Tell me who)
I hope you dance
(Wants to look back on their years and wonder)
(Where those years have gone)

I hope you still feel small
When you stand by the ocean
Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens
Promise me you'll give faith a fighting chance

And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
Dance
I hope you dance
I hope you dance
(Time is a wheel in constant motion always)
I hope you dance
(Rolling us along)
I hope you dance
(Tell me who)
(Wants to look back on their years and wonder)
I hope you dance
(Where those years have gone)

(Tell me who)
I hope you dance
(Wants to look back on their years and wonder)
(Where those years have gone)
As I Sit Here...
Friday. 11.19.04 8:16 pm
I write to keep myself happy, but to remain sad as well. So, is writing satanic, or is it godly? Should I really write, or should I hold all this in-- this thing that eats me up inside every moment of every day? After these questions, my friends, I have come to somewhat of a conclusion: Matt is the devil. Or, is it our relationship? I'm not really sure about that one, but I do know that the situation I am in is only bringing me down. At first, the ups and downs were fun; they were almost to the point of delightful, like a roller coaster that never stopped. At first, the roller coaster is fun; I love the thrills and spills, and begin to find joy in knowing every hill and turn. Eventually, however, I get sick. I love this roller coaster; it's my favorite, but I also know that I should have gotten off the ride a lot sooner before I was stuck there. God, what am I saying? I wish I didn't feel like this; I really do, but I can't help how I feel-- no matter how much I love Matt. Right now, I don't even know where he is. I wouldn't mind it so much if I wasn't so scared; I'm terrified that Matt's going to figure out that I'm not the person he's thought me to be (well, how he used to picture me; God only knows how he sees me now)... I tried to call him at Subway (while he was supposed to be at Kim's), and there was no answer so Cody, Nate, and me decided to go and "tissue" (using tissues instead of toilet paper) the Bushs' house. I left a message on Kim's machine to tell him exactly what I was doing and when I would be home. However, when we got to the Bushs', Dusty's car just happened to be there (when Matt just happened to not be at Kim's). I tried calling him when I got back home, but there is no answer still. Therefore, I am left sitting here with about every bad thought possible going through my mind... Welcome to my life...
3 Comments.

you are going
to kill yourself worryin. and yano, it you really have to worry that much about your boyfriend...do you really think its right? relationships are based on trust. but ne ways, good luck.
» Manda103 on 2004-11-19 09:20:05

I know...
But now, you know who I go to to keep away my worries...
» putnamsgurl on 2004-11-28 03:41:56

Hey...
Thanks for caring; it means a lot to me.
» putnamsgurl on 2004-11-28 03:44:10

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