Tuesday Dec 16, 2003

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(excerpt-even tho 'you' dont even read my shit)


White chocolate reasons
Rains and such
Taken over my head
Taken over my life
Thom says he's tired
I can only imagine
Breathing fire
Breathing pain
so
Scratch through
Scratch through
Scratch through

All of you.

Hark, hark the rebel sings
Just
bits
bits
bits and pieces
sliding round the world.


I dont know what the hell is fucking wrong with me. My head is somewhere else. I keep pulling THIS bullshit out of my brain. im going crazy, someone, send me their unused drum machine. My papa, whom i love very much, was always good at getting a message across. When i was young, he made sure to always tell me that no matter where I was geographically, it would never ever ever fix things that are broken inside. Since i can remember, i would get upset, think about running away, and realize that wouldnt be such a great idea. Then, i would fix my brokens heh.
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tonia:
hey sweetness, sorry i havent been around lately, ive been busy and trying to stay off line...anyway this is just a quick hello i hope things are doing good for you and i hope you have a wonderful xmas and new year, and take care too..hey is that your pic in the profile? -whistles, you sexy mama bunny, -stares at it a while longer hehe
take care honey bear and we shall talk again soon! XoXoXo
mister_x:
weird. my account lapsed about about a month ago and when i got it back you were off my list.

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