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[26 Mar 2003|06:50am] |
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safety in numbers - adverts |
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i'm bored. david came to visit me yesterday. i'm surprised he even bothered. sometimes i wonder if we're even good mates anymore. i seem more of a burden to him. but he seemed genuinely concerned. oh well. not going to even bother asking because i bloody well can't stand the fights anymore. and someone stole my jacket...
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[24 Mar 2003|02:48pm] |
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 hungry |
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jet boy, jet girl - the damned |
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i'm hungry. and my finger is hurting, i think i have an ingrown nail. anyway, yeah. lisa called. told me she's feeling sick. yeah, she's pregnant. not mine though. i have mixed feelings. i want it to be mine, but then i don't because i'm irresponsible like that. oh well, i'm gonna see if i can get a fix.
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| sodding bored.. |
[24 Mar 2003|11:17am] |
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oh shit - the buzzcocks |
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god. i hate this place. stupid fucking rehab. the manager, the cunt, keeps telling me to calm down. "don't break stuff..don't burn stuff"..fuck. i'm completely restricted. then some bird caught me smoking and threw my fags out the window. and withdrawal's bitch. my stomach's still burning. guess i haven't digested those safety pins yet..
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| ...sleep |
[21 Mar 2003|12:19pm] |
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annoyed |
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liar - sex pistols |
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...stupid shit. journals take too fucking long to set up. don't even know why i bothered. cunts. going back to bed.
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tired