| I'm almost done with my exclusive album. Nearly sold out. I have around 25 albums to sell to consider it "sold out" and stuff.
I was considering do a "bootleg" version of my album for like $10. What it would be is an album, but with around 10 songs on it for $5 or $10. The casing would be completely different ~ a lightweight album.
Any input is appreciated. 
J. |
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| This girl in my last semester English class said hi to me to today. I had a crush on her. 
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| I'll be a little open about this story concerning you and me.
Shall I start at the beginning? I should. You were my girlfriend back in 2004-2005. Started dating on November 5, 2004. I remember the day like it was yesterday. Asking her outside of Mervyn's that late afternoon. The only light shining on us was the Mervyn's light. When I think back, maybe it was your charming eyes that sparked my eyes to see more. It was good relationship; healthy. The only one.
You were the first one I took studio pictures with, and I still have wallet pics left of it. I look at them now and think "Damn, I was so stupid for leaving." Three years later is a lot of time for new things. But you, it's all the same to me. You remembers us. I remember us. Damn, I was young. I didn't know what I wanted, but now I do. You.
I'm 18 years old. I should have the credit of knowing what I want in my life. A little bit of my honest truth - I haven't been happy since you; relationships haven't been as strong ours; I'm speechless half the time; my randomness stalls my feelings for you. I know I am very "out there" with my personality and I boast my energy onto everything and everywhere I am, but I can't with you. I go back to you like nothing happened between. I was there wasn't a "between" then and now. It should have been a "since then.."
Speaking this is harder than typing it. When I looked you in the eyes the other day I felt something. Something I haven't felt since that night outside of that Mervyn's.
The hug when I got in her car, holding hands at the movies, laughing while eating Chick-Fil-A, riding by your side, talking in the car with the music backing up the mood, seeing the stars light the park, and the goodbye.
The goodbye was the most unexpected moment. I know it was all real. You even said it was real. Some of these things might not mean as much to you, but the kiss was something I can't get over. I couldn't say anything I wanted to say. I couldn't breathe without messing up what I was trying to say. The only thing I could say was "I'll talk to you later."
What drives me crazy is the way this all came together. I wish we could be together like how we were three years ago. I'll just wait for the best. I'll keep my heart where it should of been since then, with you. Suffocating when our lips touched. I didn't press to short or too long. Just right. That's how I want things with you. Another chance seems like a lot to ask for. But it's just me.
-Justin J. |
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| Kidrobot. Get into it. Limited edition designer clothing. Designer toys. Ah, it's off the hook. Too long to be a secret. I just had to get the originals before it gets too mainstream. Okay, so go get into Kidrobot. Haha. Bandwagon. :)
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| Filling out the CSU application earlier today reminding me or last year when I was in high school. Haha. I wonder what I'd score on the SAT and ACT now. I'd ace it; atleast on the math portions. Hahaha.
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