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Name: Logan "Logie-Bear"
Birthday: 11/16/1984
Gender: Male
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AIM:  Whiteknightleo84
Member Since:
5/26/2004
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| Dearest Xanga,
It has been far to long since I've gazed in your
eyes. Clicked on your words. Fellowshipped with your comments, and
laughed with you as we watched my subscriptions. I have been well with
my new love, http://www.myspace.com/symphonyinperil7, and it treats me
well. Yet sometimes I long for the words. The ideas of people that I
used to be able to perceive with you. Myspace is great and all, but its
shallow to a certain point, blogs are pointless, and few people really
get deep. My life has taken many twists and turns since I was with you
in May of 2004, so many moments of greatness, of regret, of loss, and
new love. You are still in my heart, that ex-girlfriend that I will
always be friend with and sometimes will call to reminisce about all
the fun times we've had.
Sometimes life throws you that curveball, I remember
a time in the spring of 2004 when my car broke down and I was not sure
where my feet would lead me. It seems I've been brought back to this
place again in the spring of 2006, still insecure. Perhaps I've learned
alot. Gained a little experience, picked up a few tips from my elders.
But I'm still unsteady. Still unsure, and still not knowing where
exactly my life is going. Maybe that is the point of life. Going. Not
reaching a destination. Or a place. But truly being a stranger to
this world and never settling down. I think some people will settle
down and be at peace. My soul longs for tall mountains. My soul longs
to change my stars. My mistakes are great, and accomplishments few, yet
my drive is still intact. I've healed considerably since 2004. Old
woulds are gone, new ones have arisen. I tried so hard not to fail in
one area of my life but alas I have, almost completely screwed it up,
but now it is healing, and with time, all will be better.
I bid you farewell xanga, until next I shall stumble
upon your page. Or if I bump into you at a party or the grocery store.
I'll be happy with myspace, but sometimes I have to come back to you.
Logan Pierce Nothstine
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| So you remember that time...yeah that time...when I actually wrote in my xanga, and when I checked it. And so did the other 200 people on my subscriptions. Yeah....before myspace. Yeah xanga was so 2004. Myspace is the new Xanga.
So I bid my Xanga farewell, as it lies here rotting in internet limbo hell.
R.I.P
Your Own Disaster 19
Come over to
Myspace.com/Symphonyinperil7
Cus its wayyyyy coool. | | |
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The "Group" Western
Fall 2005 | | |
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Can I be your Memory?
"Clementine: I wish you had stayed.
Joel: I wish I had stayed to. I swear to god I wish I had stayed. I wish I had done a lot of things. I wish... I wish I had stayed.
[Walking out]
Clementine: Joely? What if you stayed this time?
Joel: I walked out the door. There's no memory left.
Clementine: Come back and make up a good-bye at least. Pretend we had one."-Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
Due to stress, or over-exhausting I was suffering from insomnia last night, and I found a note from Les. A simple little note, written back in March, yet it had so much meaning to me. It made me tear up so horribley, and I had the urge to call her at 3 O clock in the morning. I just wanted to hold her, to tell her everything would be allright. I guess sometimes when your away and experiencing new things you forget those really improtant to you. The things that matter. Last night I wept over the loss of innocene in our relationship. I want to have that again. Like Joel and Clementine, I wonder, "What if I stayed?". What if we choose to be innocent again, choose to let the hardships that come in, the hurt words, the jealousy, all of that just go. Just cut all of the doubts, and fears lose. Is it possible? Can we start over? I sure want to try, because that little note has changed my heart. I think I fell in love again over such a simple, and small thing. But maybe its those simple, small things we forget as time passes by and we need to get them back. So I find myself sitting at college 45 miles away from my girlfriend, but it might as well be a thousand. I need to hold her. I need to love her. I need to cry in her arms. I need to just cry....while she holds me. This concept seems so absurd, but I guess all the things in college, all the pressure, all the stress, and the mistakes, just need to be let out. I need to be home.
I love you Leslie, can we start over? | | |
| Aced both of my finals today. Sweet! It was worth the loss of sleep. | | |
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