antipunk

Clever is almost as interesting as manic depressive. Manic depressive's are far more efficient when it comes to wrecking lives. Where as clever is just low self esteem masked with arrogance.

Hypocracy is a self joke.
The kind only you get to laugh at.

"I need to speak with the president."
"He's not in right now, would you like to leave a message?"
"Wait, I could have actually spoken to the president?
"Yes, if he was in."
"Oh well I didn't actually think I could, um well, uh yeah I'll leave a message. Would you tell him that its _____ calling and that I'm worried about the missle silo...
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Thirteen reasons to die, thirteen reasons to live. We are enriched but by the means we are living, its a trench. Warfare with your attempt it falls short before we regreat to be sent. "Oh" I said "I left my battles dead." I never raised a sword that I wouldn't plunge through my heart.

Standing with my back to the crowd I'm not smiling but...
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I want to run away but I have no where to go. My problems trail behind and I am grasped within its shadow.

Why is it so dark to be so depressed, to be consumed in lies and wonder what is left.

Ha! I laugh what I've done, only a fool would ruin.
Its a fool's mistakes that earn a lifetime of great achievements.

No,...
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Real life ate me!!!

All my free time is spent a week in advance and I have a pretty bitchin schedule.
I've learned life is labor, hard labor.

I'm taking everything so seriously, almost like it means something... because it does, I love working hard, going to bed at 10pm waking up at 6am.

Schedules schedules schedules. Any extra minute is spent and I always...
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Willfully demanding more pleasure or satisfaction than is possible or due us is the measure of our character defects.

Mother fuck
I get carried away sometimes and I'm very mean...

Sury.

=D

Decay in meaning

Oh god were all dying,every second of every moment death is what we have.
Invision this life as an hour glass the sand a spec of life thats been damned
Every moment of every breath another second gone we dont have left
How Im cringing as my lungs are collapsing how hard it is to breathe and imagining
Every moment of every...
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I fucking hate you, yes you.

Who is you?

I don't really hate you.

I probably think your funny looking though. Most people are.
Especially the beautiful ones. They are so caught up in other peoples worlds they wouldn't survive by themselves. What if all the beautiful people were on islands by themselves...I bet they would learn independence...omg then they really would be fucking hot...imagine...
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Kill Thy Self

Sulking in the misery of yesterdays pain he forgets the roses that will be on his deathbed
Wishing on his hands to mend his broken problems he falls onto cold concrete
Dreaming of the life he will never live he shatters reality into partitioned friends and lost lovers

Devoured by the beast of madness "What went wrong?"

When did he fail to...
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