Let's call today: 'Saturday, 28 November 2009'
pirategirl 
wrote in the notebook:
dreamy sigh
Fireflies by Owl City
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aI4JLa0hbUw
You would not believe your eyes if ten million fireflies lit up the world as I fell asleep.
'Cause they fill the open air and leave teardrops everywhere. You'd think me rude but I would just stand and stare.
I'd like to make myself believe that planet Earth turns slowly. It's hard to say that I'd rather stay awake when I'm sleep, 'cause everything is never as it seems.
'Cause I'd get a thousand hugs from ten thousand lightning bugs as they tried to teach me how to dance. A fox trot above my head, a sock hopped beneath my bed, a disco ball is just hanging by a thread.
I'd like to make myself believe that planet Earth turns slowly. It's hard to say that I'd rather stay awake when I'm asleep 'cause everything is never as it seems. (When I fall asleep)
Leave my door open just a crack. (Please take me away from here) 'Cause I feel like such an insomniac. (Please take me away from here)
Why do I tire of counting sheep (Please take me away from here) when I'm far too tired to fall asleep?
To ten million fireflies I'm weird 'cause I hate goodbyes. I got misty eyes as they said farewell. (Said farewell) But I'll know where several are if my dreams get real bizzare
'Cause I saved a few and I keep them in a jar.
I'd like to make myself believe that planet Earth turns slowly. It's hard to stay that I'd rather stay awake when I'm asleep, 'cause everything is never as it seems. (When I fall asleep)
I'd like to make myself believe that planet Earth turns slowly. It's hard to say that I'd rather stay awake when I'm asleep, 'cause everything is never as it seems. (When I fall asleep)
I'd like to make myself believe that planet Earth turns slowly. It's hard to say that I'd rather stay awake when I'm asleep because my dreams are bursting at the seams.
5:33 am | Post A Comment... >
Let's call today: 'Wednesday, 18 November 2009'
pirategirl
wrote in the notebook:
tomorrow night I have a date.
and I think that's pretty fucking rad.
10:33 pm | Post A Comment... >
pirategirl
wrote in the notebook:
Today I was driving along and found a 24 yr old (looked more like 19) crying, disoriented and bloodied girl wandering down the road. She said she didn't know how she got like this, she couldn't remember. She'd been drinking, the red wine was stained all over her. She was a dark purple and blood red mess of a person.
I pulled over, sat her down, called 000, patched her up best i could with my old gym towel (the only thing in my car), and sat with her stroking her hair while she cried, waiting for the ambulance, telling her it will be okay.
I kept her talking, mostly inane details, in case I'd have to give them to the police later if she passed out or whatever, but one thing sticks in my mind:
In response to another driver stopping, I observed to her that other people are concerned about her. She replied between sobs:
"Only people who don't even know me. If you knew me, you wouldn't have stopped."
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