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for sara

2004-08-11T15:15:50Z

1. Who are you?

2. Are we friends?

3. When and how did we meet?

4. Do you have a crush on me?

5. Would you kiss me?

6. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.

7. Describe me in one word.

8. What was your first impression?

9. Do you still think that way about me now?

10. What reminds you of me?

11. If you could give me anything what would it be?

12. How well do you know me?

13. When's the last time you saw me?

14. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?

15. Are you going to put this on your blog and see what I say about you?

born again without the sorrow

2004-08-07T15:17:46Z

i have officially stepped out into the fucking world... i regret that.

these are our lives, and they're ending one minute at a time

2004-07-25T12:58:30Z

yesterday was shitty... i got sunburned, didnt get drunk, saw alot of people i havent seen in a long time and im not happy about any of this. fuck it

and now im not

2004-07-16T15:47:17Z

she seems dressed in all the rings of past fatalities so fragile yet so devious, she continues to see. climatic hands that press her temples and my chest, enter the night that she came home, forever. shes the only that makes me sad. she is everything and more, the solemn hypnotic. my dahlia bathed in possesion, she is solemn to me. i get nervous, perverse, when i see her its worse. but the stress is astounding, its now or never shes coming home... forever. ~~HARD TO SAY WHAT, CAUGHT MY ATTENTION, FIXED AND CRAZY, AINT THAT ATTRACTION CARVED MY NAME IN MY FACE TO RECOGNIZE, SUCH A PHEROMONE CULT, ITS NETRALIZED~~... i wont let this build up inside of me. ~~IM A SLAVE, AND I AM A MASTER, NO RESTRAINTS AND, UNSHED COLLAPTURES, I EXIST THROUGH MY NAME, TO SELF OBLIGE, THERE IS SOMETHING IN ME, THAT DARKNESS HIDES~~... i wont let this build up inside of me, i wont let this build up inside of me. she isnt real, i cant make her real.
she seemed dressed in all of me, stretched across my shame, all the torment and the pain , leaked through and covered me, id do anything to have her to myself, just to have her for myself. now i dont know what to do, when she makes me sad. she is everything to me, the unaquited dream, the song that no one sings, the unobtainable,shes a myth that i have to believe in, all i need to make it real is one more reason, now i dont know what to do. i dont know what to do when she makes me sad. but i wont let this build up inside of me. a catch in my throat, choke. torn into pieces, i wont, no, i dont wanna be this. but i wont let this build up inside of me. i wont let this build up inside of me. she .... isnt real. i cant make her real.

its all over... its all over now

2004-07-12T16:02:09Z

i missed the fucking music fest... my weekend, from what i remember, sucked... i dont know what the hells going on anymore...

red rover red rover send some alcohol over

2004-07-10T14:03:23Z

word... ima be gettin smashed tonight... so fuck everything else... todays gon be a good day... work fucking sucked tonight though... bout destroyed everything cuz some fuckin freight was pissin me off an shit... but word . weekend = good times...

ashes to ashes and we all fall down

2004-07-08T12:45:35Z

i just wanna scream ... like UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH really loud then punch the air a few times... fuckin' a... i need to find a new job... something not third shift... word

and if i die before i wake... goodbye

2004-07-05T12:24:04Z

i got me one of these fucking things now... i still dont like them... (thinks) uhm.... word.