| it's time to say goodbye to xanga.
it has occurred to me i feel really disconnected from this xanga. i have no aspirations to post anything meaningful. personally, it's gotten a little silly for me. it's like the forgotten precursor to the myspace boom.
who knows how many of you are still out there. anyway, i'm migrating myself elsewhere to a place where i will be more serious about my postings (whatever that means) with a postive, cheery air. hell, i'll even write it with proper punctuation and spelling sans all the casual slang. is wittle marshie growin' up?
http://mkworld.wordpress.com/
enjoy!
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The Guardian
By Kevin Costner, Ashton Kutcher, Sela Ward, Melissa Sagemiller, Clancy Brown, Omari Hardwick, Alex Daniels, Adam Pe�a, Joe Arquette, Rusty Tennant, James Barnes (VI), Jay Bingham, Keith Sweitzer, Shane Walker (III), John Heard, Neal McDonough, Johnell Gainey, Jeff Loftus, Brian Geraghty, Dul� Hill
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"Hell, I've always been old, Ben. You know what, though? I don't mind. I mean, if my muscles ache, it's 'cause I've used them. It's hard for me to walk up them steps now, it's 'cause I walked up them every night to lay next to a man who loved me. I got a few wrinkles here and there, but I've laid under thousands of skies on sunny days, yeah. I look and feel this way, well, 'cause I drank and I smoked, I lived and I loved, and danced, sang, sweat and screwed my way through a pretty damned good life, if you ask me. Getting old ain't bad, Ben. Getting old, that's earned." -- The Guardian
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|  her favorite game is nintendogs. look at that stylus whirl. 
she's very good at multitasking. 
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| I can't say I didn't try
I can't say I never made you cry
This thing called a heart
I don't know how to use it
I just end up abusing it
Now I'm haunted with memories
Wishing I'd just forget
Filled with regret
Maybe I deserve what I get
A new year's come through
But with the same tears too
I wonder if you're happy now
If you've gotten what I couldn't give you
All that's left
Is for you to fade away
A little more each day
You keep a place in my heart
A little less each day
Sad endings are more poetic anyway
I can't say I didn't try
I can't say I never made you cry
Even roses have to die
This is the lullaby of you and I
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