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The Stars Are Not Wanted Now...
Friday, October 10, 2003
and on the days pass...
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::really big sigh:: i hope you know... you're not...
I never do these things but here.... oh. and you ...
I write in this thing less and less... and when i ...
Honestly? I hate you. you digust me SO intensely t...
ew. bad morning. bad sleep. i kept waking the fuck...
Why don't my parents LOVE me?
will write more of my bday later. WAY too tired.. ...
(while singing) Happy birthday to me. happy birt...
it's a world of not working out and broken down dr...
"Our every kiss feels like that one last goodbye k...
.:. you make me sick .:.
It gets so cold here at night. so horribly heart w...
I wrote a really long entry that took form into th...
I try so hard to think of you and i can't. I can't...
and on the days pass...
Well what do you WANT me to do? cause i sure as he...
...I hate all of you for doing this...
it's my bday soon and i've no reason to celebrate ...
Good moods are hard to come by. Perpetual unhapp...
For the velveteen rabbit to beceom real he needed ...
Tears hidden, the sun beating down, the waves just...
he he he he sydneys a silly little gosling.
Last night i had a dream of love and nightclubs. i...
"Cry your meaningless tears, your silent sobs, you...
Now i lay me down to sleep i pray the lord my soul...
Sitting in the dark looking for myself
Too many secrets kept. touches unwanted, beatings...
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