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[25 Sep 2003|04:42pm] |
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Imaginary-Cordalene |
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:ya ya.hey yea...nothing much really going on here...bored yea im sitting in my room doing nothing...im going to torrance in one week...tomorrow...:) excitment...yea 15 more days 'til TBS...if i go i onno shane hasent talk to me much since like...i odnt know ...i guess he likes this one girl so he doesnt talk to me anymore...i guess its cool...but now i have no ride...ek..i gues ill ask him if hes going...yeaaa well ima bit tired so im gunna go lay down::
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[25 Sep 2003|10:01pm] |
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streetlights,empty wells-anatomy of a ghost |
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{::*teenage* love is all in fun and games...i suppose...but why does it hurt...games dont hurt...its as if im playing a game that i think is fun but i always lose...never learning...that i again will lose...::}
-me-
.what did i do to deserve this pain.... i thought i was a good person...i guess not... do i derserve this punishment?
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[25 Sep 2003|11:34pm] |
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and the hero will drown-story of the year |
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{::why when i look back on th past
all i can remeber is crying...?
why does my heart beat faster
everytime i see a razor...?
why do i feel the need
to make the pain go away
when i know
i cant leave without it...?
why do i feel like im all alone...?
why does my heart beat slower ...?
when your not around...?
why does the pacing of my thoughts
all seem to end up hurting myself...?
why do i have the fear...?
the fear of letting go of pain...?::}
Bottle it all up, so you wont notice...
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