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No Use for a Title
This won't be like any of my other entries, because "Holy shit, it's actually gonna' be short!"
Yes, I'm the "Anti-Christ" so don't bother asking.
I had a week off of school by my own will, and one because of school regulations. You'd think my last two weeks would've been fun... or even "remotely fun." Ha, couldn't be further from the truth. I'd be lying if I used any word other than "sucked" to describe it. Why'd I have to grow up in an area where i'm so out of place? I can't even relate to anyone around these parts. It seems as though I was misplaced by the higher power which some call "God."
Why am I always bitching in this journal? I noticed that a lot of my entries were just me bitching at life or the aspects of it. Every day I get all the more reason to bitch and just forget about everything I know. Isn't there a machine out there that can devour my memories? Or maybe restore my heart to a state of emptiness? The pain I feel inside, is like a room with a spiked ceiling coming ever so close to me. When the pain gets worse, the ceiling gets closer. And obviously, it gets far worse with each passing day, until it gets me and all is lost.
Why can't I just stop caring and forget about everything? I long for the days of innocence...
I am my own eternal torment,
The heart is my downfall
Foolishness blinds me,
Death sets me free
Purity can only be held in youth, and death.
Without a purpose in life, all is lost, and all becomes meaningless.
It's not worth killing yourself over, but it makes you... (I'm so out of it. You finish the sentence)
::Justin::
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 | damn thats exactly how I feel everyday 
(Anonymous)
2004-03-17 21:56
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I can't believe it but that is how I feel everyday of my life: miserable, trapped, hurt, and I also write lots of painful poetry.
N e way, my email is lpchester12@yahoo.com
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