| All my ladies come together. |
[Wednesday, October 12, 2005
//02:49 ] |
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Are you me? Seriously? Are you me?
No, you're not.
But I don't expect you to be. I wouldn't want you to be, you couldn't handle it. So I let that one go. That's a lame excuse to get pissed off for. Of course no one is me, but I would just like to make it clear that you shouldn't even try.
Secondly, have you been through anything that I've been through (heh, if you have, I hope therapy at least worked for you)??
I hate when people try to tell you what you should do, but they've never been in a similar situation, let alone the same situation. Let me live life, please. I'm living alone. Remember, not lonely, but, yes, alone. I don't want help.
Peace, bitches.
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2 may forget me.
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| If I built you a city, would you let me? Would you tear it down? |
[Wednesday, October 12, 2005
//02:56 ] |
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Ruthless, if you let me. |
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Before I came home from school today, I decided I needed to type out the previous post. Which I did.
However, before I thought about that post, there was something else I wanted to update about.
And I can't remember what.
And if it wasn't important, then I wouldn't have forgotten, but something keeps telling me it was something important-ish.
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forget me.
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| There goes my hero. He's ordinary. |
[Wednesday, October 12, 2005
//06:35 ] |
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Heh. The things I do for the sake of art . . .
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1 may forget me.
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| Drown yourself in absolution to excuse your sins. |
[Wednesday, October 12, 2005
//07:31 ] |
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one.
two.
four.
five.
six.
twelve.
oops.
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8 may forget me.
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| There's no room for lovin'. |
[Wednesday, October 12, 2005
//09:56 ] |
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I'm not that easy, as a matter of fact.
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1 may forget me.
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