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[22 Oct 2005|08:28am] |
Bless my body and bless my soul.
Wrap it in turpentine.
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| Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaay words!!! [resists putting mood: happy] |
[22 Oct 2005|09:55am] |
I couldn't see her, but I could sense her.
I can still sense her, for that matter. She's still there.
She's just always there. You think it was bad enough I had the devil on my right, and Satan on my left.
But no. I have to fucking have her in my head too.
(= (= (= (= (= (= (= I luvv words. Luvv luvv luvv luvv luvv luvv.
**does the happy-i-can't-believe-i'm-inspired-dance**
You know, though. I sometimes feel bad. Because I'm so happy all the time, and even if I'm not . . .happy, per se, but content . . . I never let it bother me. I'm happy and content and satisfied with the way everything in my life is right now, though it's far from perfect. And I feel bad because not everyone is like that, though I believe everyone should try. It's a grand way to be.
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[22 Oct 2005|10:43am] |
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I need a PayPal account.
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[22 Oct 2005|11:33am] |
Why concentrate on everyone else?
I won't let you ruin anything for me. No, no, no.
Why are you so concerned with everyone else?
Why is it about them? Why is it not about you?
My personal opinion is that you should be slapped (hard) across your face.
But maybe that's just me.
But I won't let anyone else's thoughts sway my opinion. Especially not of you.
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| That's what you get. |
[22 Oct 2005|12:28pm] |
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She's beautiful as usual with bruises on her ego.
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[22 Oct 2005|01:26pm] |
Gah, that was retarded.
I hope no one read that.
And if you did, please don't tell me about it.
Thank you.
[[[chicken shit.]]]
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| I love how random my entries are. |
[22 Oct 2005|02:46pm] |
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I wish you could see beauty like I can.
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[22 Oct 2005|03:59pm] |
I'm tired of the lies.
I'm through with the pain.
Am I still too deep for you now, honey?
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| How could I predict my words would have an impact like this? |
[22 Oct 2005|05:34pm] |
America, HAHA, we love you.
(So many lives I touched//so much anger aimed in no particular direction.)
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[22 Oct 2005|07:32pm] |
My favorite drug-related lyric of the day:
"Too many long lines in a row,
I love the powder on your nose."
--Nickelback, "Figured You Out"
However. I will admit. When this single first came out, my mom heard this line before I did. I had heard the song once, and I said I liked it. My mom said, "Even though he's singing about coke?" And I'm like, "WHEN DID HE MENTION COKE?" And she said, "HE SAID 'POWDER ON YOUR NOSE'" And then I listened to the song again and I'm like, "Damn, she's right." lol.
But that was forever ago. I just felt like reminiscing.
And sharing drug references.
^_-
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[22 Oct 2005|09:09pm] |
Mindsay, did I ever tell you that you were my hero?
Probably not. Because up until now, you've sucked HARDCORE.
But this new beta feature MAKES UP FOR EVERY FUCKING THING.
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[22 Oct 2005|10:48pm] |
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LYING IS THE MOST FUN A GIRL CAN HAVE WITHOUT TAKING HER CLOTHES OFF.
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| And when your walls come tumbling down, I will always be around. |
[22 Oct 2005|10:54pm] |
I take too many pills.
It helps to ease the pain.
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[22 Oct 2005|11:05pm] |
I want to be the girl with the most cake.
I loved him so much it just turned to rape.
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| Refill me. |
[22 Oct 2005|11:29pm] |
There's a beauty here, and I can always find it.
Except, I see no beauty in this vein that is popping out. That's fucking nasty.
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