| 2008 #1 |
[Tuesday, January 01, 2008
//01:42 ] |
I just spent nearly 3 hours reading every single blog entry I wrote on Mindsay and on Blurty for the entire year of 2007.
Holy shit.
lmfao.
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1 may forget me.
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| 2008 #2 |
[Tuesday, January 01, 2008
//10:51 ] |
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"I'm feeling creative, which for me means life. I struggle between creativeness and being somewhere between slump and completely dry."
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forget me.
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[Tuesday, January 01, 2008
//11:24 ] |
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I don't come cheap, but the kisses come free.
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[Tuesday, January 01, 2008
//11:50 ] |
The most that I can do for you is keep on lying.
It's not a lie if you can let it sing.
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forget me.
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| 2008 #5 |
[Tuesday, January 01, 2008
//03:50 ] |
All I wanted was a god damn salad.
So essentially,
He's mad because I wanted a salad.
He's mad because I wanted a salad.
He's mad because I wanted a salad.
He's mad because I wanted a salad.
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forget me.
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| 2008 #6 |
[Tuesday, January 01, 2008
//06:07 ] |
oh, OUCH.
My fault, I know. But still.
Yeah you guys burned me pretty well. Payback, huh?
Well I never cared much for any of you anyway, right?
Fuck you all, basically.
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forget me.
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[Tuesday, January 01, 2008
//06:18 ] |
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Don't die - your cry is like music.
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forget me.
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[Tuesday, January 01, 2008
//08:21 ] |
I ran to her and said "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!"
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forget me.
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[Tuesday, January 01, 2008
//08:56 ] |
You are one of God's mistakes
You crying, tragic waste of skin
I'm well aware of how it aches
And you still won't let me in
Now I'm breaking down your door
To try and save your swollen face
Though I don't like you anymore
You lying, trying waste of space
My, oh my
A song to say goodbye
A song to say goodbye
A song to say -
Before our innocence was lost
You were always one of those
Blessed with lucky sevens
And the voice that made me cry
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forget me.
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