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Me

I'm Cara. I'm not the strong believer of love i once was. I tend to have bouts of paranoia and speak my mind too freely. I'm honest enough to tell you you're about as exciting as watching paint dry. You call me weird, but know that everyone is unique, or 'weird', as you say. Yes, you too, weirdo. I am a child of God, but i dont turn the other cheek easily. I do love Gerard Way.

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Wednesday, March 26, 2008
even if only for one weekend
There is just so much I want to say to so many people.
of course, following my better judgement, i choose to keep my mouth shut.
its strange how many things remain unsaid throughout the course of one day.
I observe people's faces and i know they have something to say, but they choose not to. When things are not going their way, the slightest look of annoyance crosses their face before being replaced by a fake smile (they're all the rage) followed by agreement.
or at least that's something i observed today..

its strange how when you talk to someone a lot and tell them many secrets and your thoughts and feelings,you think there's this connection but after a short period of time you seem to drift apart from this friend, even though you very much want to talk to her but you're afraid of what she will think of you, 'why's she suddenly talking to me.' kinda thing.

I've been feeling self conscious lately, perhaps more so than the average teen, which pisses me off. give my mind a mental shake and a short prayer to God to help me stop thinking negatively, but it does not always work.
I hate being jealous.

sometimes its just good to be child-like,
i hate life.

God, give me
your
peace.

(2:44 AM)