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| 11:44am 29/04/2003 |
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What do you think? I don't want to think, not right now anyway. Times have because bitter toward me- bitter sweet. I've tried to be happy, and things have turned up but, there is still something that won't let me go. It's something I feel I need, I can't explain it. I won't explain it... Here, another poem... "All alone again." All alone again, I don't want to be here, I'm bored with living nothing. I want someone to hold me, To pretend that they care, Instead wishing I wasn't there. I'll take anyone, as long as they love me, I'll do anything, as long as they See me. I don't want to be invisible anymore.
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| 11:49am 24/04/2003 |
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mood:  mischievous music: Blink 182 All the Small things (its in my head... anyway...)
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Well, today it a better day. I may have a bestfriend... she's talking to me a lot. May-be I was just over rationalizing an situation which really wasn't there. I also ate to day, a real meal on only .75 cents! Happy joyness... well, I had better go for now, I'm in a class... ta-ta |
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| 09:59pm 23/04/2003 |
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mood:  rejuvenated music: Finch, Post Script
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Wow. Its funny, for two weeks I've not turned to cutting. And then in matter of unthoughtful moments I was pulling silver over me. Its sad. I was doing really well, finding other ways to vent my pain... I guess I wasn't really fixing anything, just bottleing it up more. I don't think I want to stop anymore. I had forgetten how good it made me feel to bleed... I hate that fact that I do it, but I love the fact that I can do it because some people can't. I don't want to do it again, but then agian, I kind of do. Oh, limbo, grey and ilrational, what do I do? People tell me to get help, I don't want help. This is who I am. This is who I want to be, I think anyway. I don't want to take med. the drugs just fuck everthing up. This is who I am. Without the pain I'm nothing-- I don't want drugs, the take way who you are, they change you. People should change themselves. I don't want to change, not right now anyway. |
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| More quizzes... |
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| 01:42pm 23/04/2003 |
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Still the queen, hehe.
 Which Female Buffy Character are you? Find out!
 Which Part of a Meal Are You?Find out!
 Which Part of a Meal Are You?Find out!
 Which Kid's TV Character are You?Find out!
 Which Daughters of the Moon Character are You?Find out!
 How Horny Are You? Find out! |
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| 07:54pm 22/04/2003 |
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mood:  lonely music: Jack of Jill, Strawberry Gashes
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Life sucks? Or is it just empty. People are empty, the things they say are empty and everthing really means nothering, yet the nothings are everything. :Sigh: Depression, what a wonderful thing! I wrote a fun poem about something being empty... read it if you want.... I call it "An Empty Bottle of Pills."
An empty bottle of pills rolls under the bed I breath my last. I couldn’t close my eyes and sleep, I longed to be held. Now, only in an embittered embrace of a coffins Silk shall I belong.
Decaying. Under the earth. Suffocating. I wasn’t dead. Dreaming. Some one, any one, can you hear me Screaming?
They mourned, I wasn’t gone I didn’t want it to end this way, All I wanted was to sleep…
Now that, thats out of the way, yeah, I need a friend. Not just a friend friend if you know what I mean :nug nug: A guy, or hell, even a girl it matters not which... :sigh: if only, if only I wasn't so lonley. hehe its almost like a song. Haha. Yeah well, ta-ta you all. |
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| 03:07pm 22/04/2003 |
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mood:  depressed music: The Used, Boxful of sharp Objects
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Lala. I might not get to go to state because my partener for duo isn't passing. What a way to start out a new jounal thing huh. It really bits oh well, what can you do. Nothing because another persons life is affecting yours. Also, I don't seem to have a best friend anymore, even though I begining to think that well, maybe best friends are over rated... at least when they don't seem to care about you in return. Ah, why do things have to be so hard. Can't live with em' can't live without them. And this is really all I need right now, to have my bf drift way in what, for the moment is the worst time of my life...I might have to hurt something to make this all better... I hope not, I don't like to hurt, hopefully this one will clear up on its own. :sigh: Life, sucks? You tell me. I hate being all alone. I have not know. I have waiting. And those seem to be all life is. :sigh: you tell me. |
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