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Monday, January 10, 2005


A lyric, a time, a crusade, a line, one minute, a friend, a road without end.
I feel so useless. I'm never gonna be good enough to go to Falmouth Art college, and i'm only mediocre in everything else. I mean, I draw something that i'm really proud of, but then I see some of the stuff other people can draw, and I don't even come close. Guh... may as well just give up altogether, and spend my life stuck in some shop. Probably more realistic, anyways.

I feel so pissed off, and so guilty and at the same time, so crushed. I can't think of anything else to say, cept for the fact that my dad is a prick, my home is a prison, my family are retards and I'm a lazy ass bitchhermit.

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