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[19 Oct 2005|03:15pm] |
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this book is fucking awesome!...finally a book that makes me wanna read!...hahaha!...usually i'm like "wow...this is boring...fuck it"...then i never read another book again...but no...not this time...this time i'm like "must read! at all times!"...it's hella great though...cuz if someone isn't having sex...then they're fucking cutting themself...in some sort of crazy way...with like glass from their watch and shit...fuckin weird...or from their pregnancy...haha...and she though it was the spicy pizza!...fuckin weird...the spicy pizza made her leak blood!...hahaha!...i'm a bitch!...haha!...we ARE the bitch posse!...yeah!...*smile*...
wren = Rennie
Cherry = Chair??
hahaha!...i love that part!
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| saying "i love you" is not the words i want to hear from you... |
[19 Oct 2005|07:54pm] |
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i feel horrible right now...all these feelings coursing through me...i feel so insignificant...i feel so sick...and so down...and the worst part is...no one can do NE thing to help me...well...no one who would actually try to help...there's only one person who can fix this...since he's the one who caused it...but we all know that won't happen...i need to find some one else to get him off my mind...i need to find someone who will actually appritiate me...i mean shit...if i found some1 over here who didn't appritiate me...i wouldn't even be able to notice since we see each other every damn day...but for some one who supposevly "loves me" but only seems me maybe once or twice a week...so take me for granted...that's kinda fucked...i'll just label it as the tay-4-month-syndrom and try to get over it the best i can...the only way i see myself doing that is finding some1 else to fill my mind with thoughts...i need to find some1 new...so symbolize that it really is over this time...no more "no it's not bull shit"...i need to be with some1 who doesn't just say "i love you"...but actually acts on it...i'm tired of complaining about it...why stick with something that you do nothing but complain about?...and wonder why your friend is in the same situation...it's sooo much easier to tell someone to loose what's bad for them...get rid of the pain...just say fuck it...they don't need it...yet...when your in the same situation...it's a lot harder to see it for what it really is...and i'm tired of being a fucking hypercrite...saying one thing and doing another...and i'm sick of being so fucking emo over all this...i'm done worring about your feelings...cuz you apparently don't give a fuck about mine...that's it...gloves are off...get ready for some low blows...cuz this is it this time...i'm done playing with fire...time to stop the burn...
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