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kelly delonge (marktravistom13) wrote,
@ 2003-05-27 15:59:00
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    isnt that what you said what you thought this song meant?
    im at home. im sussposed to be at the freshmen game. my dad is a dick and he flipped out, yet again, at me for some really stupid reasons and im so sick of him. all he does is flip out and hes an asshole and i f-ing hate him. he makes me feel like shit. anyways i wanted to go out, anywhere. i cant stand ebing in my fucking house anymore its like a f-ing ghost town. its sooo fake and empty and yet so full. aaaaaah so konstantine. thats an amazing song. i dont know what im going to do now. i wish i could play my guitar at this point. im going to do-somehting. i dont know. i wish i was8 years old again.


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