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Live life as zeros and ones
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[Sunday
August 26th, 2007] |
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I can officially say that this journal was the biggest waste of my time & life. I burned myself out on some stupid fucking girls made some stupid fucking decisions ruined a rug, although thats more of an upside I mean, look at the changes I grew up, got a job, I pay for my own things. daddy doesn't buy me anything anymore Can't say much the past Although I don't regret it looking back on it I can laugh about how you two haven't changed a bit. you're going nowhere you look the same, act the same still have the same shitty lifeless views. What a stupid ex-girlfriend, jesus and man, was that gap crusty.
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| Drugs and their worthless effects |
[Saturday
December 10th, 2005] |
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Sickness began to wave over the community, medicine was introduced. We all knew we were going to die. Overlord just made it okay. Our recent "handicaps" were being used to their advantages. We were made to smoke two packs of cigarettes a day, the children, one. There was so much smog in the air, they sold purity like it was a drug. Music was not allowed to be played, only the sounds of car crashes and heart monitors. There was a girl introduced to us, she was perfect, her hair smelled of lilacs and her breath like roses. We treated her like a golden statue amoing a city of rats and bubonic plauge. Incoherence made it's name, along with incompitence. The old who knew it before nicotine and addiction used to tell us stories about how they could walk for miles and the only thing ugly was the ideas of destruction. I asked the man what was wrong and he responded "only the good die without ciggarettes" Suddenly, they made speeches about how anyone without money would be given vicoden in an era to make us realize we are medicated to understand our own sickness. Iunderstood this without being told. Overlord spoke in french and we were not able to understand, minus the knife, he understood, he always did. When roses became blood, our statue fell, and bubonic plague overtook vicoden, eventually killing the smartest man alive you
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[Tuesday
November 29th, 2005] |
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in an effort to get people to look into each other's eyes more, the government has decided to allow each person exactly one hundred and sixty-seven words, per day. when the phone rings, i put it to my ear without saying hello. in the restaurant, i point at the noodle soup. i am adjusting well to the new way. late at night, i call my long-distance lover and proudly say: "i only used fifty-nine today. i saved the rest for you." when he doesn't respond, i know he's used up all his words, so i slowly whisper "i love you", thirty-two and a third times. after that, we just sit on the line and listen to each other breathe.
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| Fingers shoved to the back of your throat |
[Tuesday
September 27th, 2005] |
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Sensesfail |
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I'm fucking done with it all I sound overdramtic But I seriously fucked up this time and don't ask whats wrong because only two people know
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| Romeo is the west, and Romeo is the sun |
[Saturday
July 23rd, 2005] |
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Through the Eyes Of the Dead |
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Let them into heaven They had love in their hearts And death in their arms God bless you two I hope your happy wherever you are And I hope you two are together
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[Wednesday
June 29th, 2005] |
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At the drive-in |
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Intamacy follows love I'm quite happy about That my dears is the Truth, especially for My love and I caring for each other at the Same time, I'll wait For y o u forever my Dear, I l o v e you
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| The truth about rice and sisscors |
[Saturday
June 25th, 2005] |
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The Postal Service |
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I would like to inform you all the A.RICE has sisscorFEET, and is immune to lobsters because "she ate cheese" Thank you, and goodnight
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| The jokes you laugh at, the ones you don't |
[Friday
June 24th, 2005] |
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dslugger21: your the goth kid that no one really knows but its wierd becuse your totally cool and and not all messed up like other goths...so your not really goth.....you like hot punkish boy who looks like he should be the lead singer of some famous band
-Fingering hook -HOOHOO -Vaccum down street by chord
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| Pavlov and his many accusations |
[Monday
June 20th, 2005] |
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Wolves wait on the sidelines of the football game, in prey of the children who hide under the bleachers. Their teeth make kissy faces in the neck of unsuspecting children, who just wanted to see the touchdown and have some tounge down, their throat. Villagers are coming with pitchforks and torches, please take me in. I am the wolf, and I have murdered many. I've got my sob stories, but the poloticians are laughing at me. I swore to god that I'd never lie again in fear he wouldn't help me. The infections in my ears are sweltering off pellets and its raining all over my shoulders. Poor children are praying at my feet thier mouths are wide open at the sound of a bell. Pavlovs dogs had an effect in history, that humans can be trained, and betrayed. Said the laywer to the client, you're calling me black you fucking hypocrite. "Do you swear on the holy bible that youll tell the truth?" "No, but I'll give you some nice lies"
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[Sunday
June 19th, 2005] |
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Hey this is is DeAnna. I just finished Ross' layout. Okay, that's all. <3
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