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[08 Nov 2005|02:33pm] |
I am Queen. I fucking swear. Don't anyone try to challenge me.
I got a 90 on my paper for Monty. And with all the shit that was going on that night? Yeaaaaaaah. That was pretty damn good of me.
The reason I didn't get higher was because my paper was in past tense and not in present tense. I told her that was odd because I'm always concentrating on the present; never the future, barely the past.
But I was in an odd mood that night, so, it's understandable. Heeeeee.
In other news, I'm never talking to any boy ever again. Because as soooooooooon as I'm seen with one, I'm either dating him/fucking him/liking him. Just because you saw Chris Connell walk me to class doesn't mean a fucking thing. Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
Besides, he has a girlfriend, right? Some people are retarded.
I just can't have guy friends. That's it.
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| Those things he said to me . . . one more night and then I'll leave. |
[08 Nov 2005|08:59pm] |
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I won't come back but I'm too weak.
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[08 Nov 2005|09:05pm] |
MY MOUSE HATES ME AND IS 298472389 YEARS OLD AND DOESN'T WORK RIGHT AND
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| He steals the image in her kiss. |
[08 Nov 2005|09:52pm] |
Hah.
Here we go again.
You're a jackass.
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| He keeps you in a box by the bed, alive but just barely. |
[08 Nov 2005|09:58pm] |
I seriously talk about like 20 different people a day.
In other news:
it's terrible how i'm just like you and you'll never ever know because you hide in shadows and thrive on your disease without ever paying any fucking attention to me.
Fuck you.
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[08 Nov 2005|10:05pm] |
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Rip out the wings of a butterfly.
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| Can you deal with the hallucination? |
[08 Nov 2005|10:13pm] |
**hates . . .
. . . that.**
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| She is the darkness. |
[08 Nov 2005|10:20pm] |
I'm probably one of the happiest people you would ever meet, but I doubt anyone believes that.
Fuck it, believe what you want.
Also.
Thank you for never being there when I need you.
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