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Fuck all you junkies and fuck your short memory.
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[26 Jun 2008|11:31pm] |
tomorrow
i want to get all these thoughts out of my head
on to paper
on to the walls
on to my arms
on to this screen
i don't care where they go but they cannot stay here inside my head
they
cannot
stop being a fucking baby, Justine.
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[26 Jun 2008|11:35pm] |
Truth - covered in security
I can't let you smother me
I'd like to, but it couldn't work
Trading off and taking turns
I don't regret a thing
And I've got this friend, you see
Who makes me feel and I
Wanted more than I could steal
I'll arrest myself, I'll wear a shield
I'll go out of my way to prove I still
I still smell her on you
Don't - tell me what I wanna hear
Afraid of never knowing fear
Experience anything you need
I'll keep fighting jealousy
Until it's fucking gone
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