She told me I personify I very ruthless kind of cool... Maybe today will be a good day after all...
Rule number 4: Reach out for the candle that burnt the effigy then choke them with the fist that lit the flame...
Rule number 3: Addiction is not a disease. It's the sick joy of knowing you're contributing to your own demise...
Dictionary of Dysfunction
Obsession: Unusually persistant thoughts or feelings of desire towards an object or person.
Compulsion: A strong, unusually irresistable impulse to perform an act contrary to ones own will.
Desire: A longing or craving for that which brings satisfaction.
Addiction: A state of being enslaved to a practice that is mentally or physically harming upon the cessation of that practice.
Seduction: A dirty...
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Obsession: Unusually persistant thoughts or feelings of desire towards an object or person.
Compulsion: A strong, unusually irresistable impulse to perform an act contrary to ones own will.
Desire: A longing or craving for that which brings satisfaction.
Addiction: A state of being enslaved to a practice that is mentally or physically harming upon the cessation of that practice.
Seduction: A dirty...
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otter:
Ooh, I like "Seduction!!"
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tarion:
Interesting ![wink](https://dz3ixmv6nok8z.cloudfront.net/static/img/emoticons/wink.6a5555b139e7.gif)
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Sexy Singer Songboy
The lithely hands, the touch of gold
This sentimental child
Is perched upon your kitchen bench
While in the lounge you smile
Echo of his nervous fears
The one who's never shy
Still perched upon your kitchen bench
Beside him now you smile
The sexy singer songboy
Whose lithe hands touch like gold
This open fire, his needs desire
Just wants to...
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The lithely hands, the touch of gold
This sentimental child
Is perched upon your kitchen bench
While in the lounge you smile
Echo of his nervous fears
The one who's never shy
Still perched upon your kitchen bench
Beside him now you smile
The sexy singer songboy
Whose lithe hands touch like gold
This open fire, his needs desire
Just wants to...
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I ache with hollowness and watch others take for granted the simple things like smiles, laughter and company. Everyday, the same routine rolls by and the twisted irony that this is the only thing I can be a part of sickens me. Sometimes I wonder why I'm doing this, or more accurately, why I'm not sdoing something else. I haven't felt excited in days and...
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miss_shiva:
Nothing is wrong with you darling.. Just remember before there are good times, there are bad times.. Things will get better for you ![smile](https://dz3ixmv6nok8z.cloudfront.net/static/img/emoticons/smile.0d0a8d99a741.gif)
Try relaxing and listen to some of your favorite songs.. always helps put a smile on my face when I'm feeling down.
xxxbebe
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Try relaxing and listen to some of your favorite songs.. always helps put a smile on my face when I'm feeling down.
xxxbebe
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Something to Slit Your Wrists By - Part III
Rule number 2: Misery loves company
Despite our differences, Dee and I have one thing in common...Our willingness and ability to self destruct.
This morning Dee told me that she had always wanted to become a junkie but a bizarre fear of needles forced her to abandon that plan years ago. I told her that while...
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Rule number 2: Misery loves company
Despite our differences, Dee and I have one thing in common...Our willingness and ability to self destruct.
This morning Dee told me that she had always wanted to become a junkie but a bizarre fear of needles forced her to abandon that plan years ago. I told her that while...
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miss_shiva:
Just wanted to say hi and hope you have a good weekend ![smile](https://dz3ixmv6nok8z.cloudfront.net/static/img/emoticons/smile.0d0a8d99a741.gif)
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Something to Slit Your Wrists By - Part II
Rule number 1:No one is going to help you if you won't help yourself!
Dee came over today. Running in all sickness and light, incessantly chatting like a chipmunk. Sometimes I wonder what I see in her then I remember...She reminds me of the worst parts of myself. Strangely she is always unusually upbeat which makes...
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Rule number 1:No one is going to help you if you won't help yourself!
Dee came over today. Running in all sickness and light, incessantly chatting like a chipmunk. Sometimes I wonder what I see in her then I remember...She reminds me of the worst parts of myself. Strangely she is always unusually upbeat which makes...
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bexi:
I like this entry, well written