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Friends Blurty for Shauna.
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| Thursday, September 4th, 2008 |
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| i'm racist. | ||||
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| Wednesday, September 3rd, 2008 |
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I see the children in the rain like the parade before the pain. I see the love, I see the hate, I see this world that we can make. I see the life, I see the sky, give it all to see you fly. Yes, we wave this flag of hatred, but you're the ones who made it. Watch the beauty of all our lies passing right before my eyes. I hear the hate in all your words. All the wars to make us hurt. We get so sick of so sick, we never wanted all this. Medication for the kids with no reason to live. |
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I pour this out for you like a partner in crime it's part of the times when you're sick in the mind |
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"Think about it, religion has actually convinced people that there is an invisible man, living in the sky, that watches everything you do, every minute of everyday. The invisible man has a special list of 10 things he does not want you to do. And if you do any of these 10 things he has a special place full of fire, smoke, burning, torture and anguish and will send you to suffer to burn, choke, and scream, even cry forever til the end of time... ...but he loves you. He loves you and he needs money. He always needs money!" |
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| Tuesday, September 2nd, 2008 |
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God that was strange to see you again Introduced by a friend of a friend Smiled and said 'yes I think we've met before' In that instant it started to pour, Captured a taxi despite all the rain We drove in silence across Pont Champlain And all of the time you thought I was sad I was trying to remember your name... This scar is a fleck on my porcelain skin Tried to reach deep but you couldn't get in Now you're outside me You see all the beauty Repent all your sin It's nothing but time and a face that you lose I chose to feel it and you couldn't choose I'll write you a postcard I'll send you the news From a house down the road from real love... Live through this, and you won't look back... Live through this, and you won't look back... Live through this, and you won't look back... There's one thing I want to say, so I'll be brave You were what I wanted I gave what I gave I'm not sorry I met you I'm not sorry it's over I'm not sorry there's nothing to save I'm not sorry there's nothing to save... |
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| probably the worst week everrr | ||||
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| I am increasingly of the opinion that girls do prefer to be treated like shit. | ||||
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| Saturday, August 30th, 2008 |
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| sort of, hate life a little more today | ||||
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Friends Blurty for Shauna.
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