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[30 Mar 2005|06:44am] |
I have ran away; Try catch me (if you can).
You can watch me ache, but you'll never see me break apart.
I will no longer bleed words into sleeves.
I will no longer tear stain pillowcases.
I want to stab you, over and over again; because it pleases me.
YOU WILL NO LONGER KNOW ME. I've got a gun, beware.
And this will be her(parallax)/
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[01 Mar 2005|04:07am] |
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I hate dreaming. About him.
(Mich's phone at its best!)
Yes, I am STILL alive (for those who were curious). Thanks Jem for your message when I deleted this lame excuse for a blog. And by the way, I absolutely adore my text messages archive; or rather I simply adore the content.
I want to be able to sleep without alcohol, it just doesn't seem to work any other way.
Oh, and by the way, whoever is using a private number to prank call me -- do stop, I have no time to entertain you.
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| i'm stronger than pride. |
[18 Feb 2005|02:50pm] |
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You think you know me, but you don't know what I know. They think they know what has been going on but they don't. Don't try to label me, don't try to figure me out, because you won't even be one bit close. Don't bother me, don't bother about me, don't think about me, don't be angry or sad or negative. I don't hate you, but I don't love you. You think you know? But you don't.
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[05 Feb 2005|08:40am] |
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I cannot handle reality.
Either way, he realized, if he ran to her or simply ran, he would have no peace of mind. So in the end he was screwed. He had been screwed from the moment he had met her. (Taken from Gracia)
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| A quick one. |
[22 Jan 2005|12:48pm] |
1. Appendicitis is the reason for my disappearance.
2. I haven't seen the outside of my house in five days; I didn't see the outside of gleneagles in eight days.
3. The pain was a killer.
4. I can't stop eating, for some inexplicable reason.
5. And now, I'm shamelessly addicted to MapleStory, thanks to Gracia.
6. The whole world seems so unreal; and I enjoy not needing company.
7. I'm not going to bother with you, if you're not going to bother with me.
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