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| 02:52am 04/07/2005 |
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This entry was going to contain graphic discriptions of a newfound desire of mine. desided otherwise.All that matter will know soon enough |
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2 Souls saved
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| 04:21am 01/06/2005 |
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When love turns to hate, and hate turns to hit. Well that's what you get, when love turns to shit, I do it again, and again, and again.
I hate you, I hate your face, now you're reeling beneath a hail of blows And I'm kicking your head down the street. My knife if your guts, you like it like this. |
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| 06:50pm 07/04/2005 |
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No life without suffering, No happiness without pain, no joy without death. |
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| 11:49am 12/12/2004 |
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Blah, why wont the dreams stop? I remember the nights of blissful and (as far as icould remember) Dreamless sleep. Now your vessage replaces other faces in my dreams. The part that bothers me most is I dont mind. |
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| 01:02am 05/09/2004 |
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-Girl. slow down. im scared.
--Guy. no this is fun.
---Girl. no its not. please, its too scary!
----Guy. then tell me you love me.
-----Girl. fine, I love you. slow down!
------Guy. now give me a BIG hug.
--------Girl hugs him=-
---------Guy. can you take my helmet off & put it on yourself? its bugging me.
(In the paper the next day):
A motorcycle had crashed into a building because of brake failure. Two people were on it, but only one survived.
The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy had realized that his brakes broke, but he didn't want to let the girl know. Instead, he had her say she loved him & felt her hug one last time, then had her wear his helmet so that she would live, even though it meant that he would die.
06/06/05
He fucked up. |
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| 09:56pm 03/09/2004 |
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Ever feel like an after thought to your own life? Everything around you keeps happening and you realize that you are actually part of it, but its too late to step up and interact with it? Sitting idly like you're wasting your precious time watching a television show from the first person, watching loved ones not watch you. Not feeling bad, but feeling bad for yourself because you're so detacted you feel like the third person.
Im everyones after thought. when Im there I can be the center of attention, but as soon as Im out of sight, Im out of mind, Id say id do something about it, but I lack the energy to care, expending it all on others like a fat woman watching her "stories", worried about linard cheating on samantha. I'll be content with my half lived life and hope someone takes the time to actually stop and notice me in my comfy couch of dilusion and idle thoughts. Hoping that I dont pull cap gun on a perturbed police officer like that guy in falling out.
"Don't take that shit Guy, stand up for yourself!" *changes the channel in agervation.* |
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