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Thursday, September 8, 2005
HEy
ITS almost friday if you didn't know......
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Tuesday, September 6, 2005
THE USED
Small, simple, safe price
Rise the wake and carry me with all of my regrets
This is not a small cut that scabs, and dries, and flakes, and heals
And I am not afraid to die
I'm not afraid to bleed, and fuck, and fight.
I want the pain of payment
What's left, but a section of pigmy size cuts
Much like a slew of a thousand unwanted fucks
Would you be my little cut?
Would you be my thousand fucks?
And make mark leaving space for the guilt to be liquid
To fill, and spill over, and under my thoughts
My sad, sorry, selfish cry out to the cutter
I'm cutting trying to picture your black broken heart
Love is not like anything
Especially a fucking knife
Look at me, you can tell
By the way I move and do my hair
Do you think that it's me or it's not me?
I don't even care
I'm alive
I don't smell
I'm the cleanest I have ever been.
I feel big, I feel tall, I feel dry
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sicks more
gf broke up with....Dizam!......More money for me
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Friday, September 2, 2005
Brand New
With one or two I get used to the room
We go slow when we first make our moves
'Bout five or six bring you out to the car
Number nine with my head on the bar (in the bar)
And its sad, but true
Out of cash and I-O-U's.
I got desperate desires and unadmirable plans
My tongue will taste of gin and malicious intent
Bring you back to the bar, get you out of the cold
A sober straight face, gets you out of your clothes
And they're scared, that we know
All the crimes they'll commit
Who they'll kiss before they get home.
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Brand New
we sent out the s.o.s. call.
it was a quarter past four in the morning when the storm broke our second anchor line.
four months at sea, four months of calm seas to be pounded in the shallows off the tip of montauk point.
they call them rogues; they travel fast and alone--
one-hundred-foot faces of God's good ocean gone wrong.
what they call love is a risk, 'cause you'll always get hit out of nowhere by some wave and end up on your own.
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Thursday, September 1, 2005
whhooo
hwy school still sucks and i don't have any new anime so BORDOM!
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Monday, August 29, 2005
hello
so.. i'm not good at doing these post things here
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Thursday, August 25, 2005
hey
Yea i doon't know what to post today so...I'm goetting to the end if trigun and it Is Awesome
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Wednesday, August 24, 2005
SUCK!!
I HATE SCHOOL IT BLOWS!
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Monday, August 22, 2005
NEW
hey i just bought trigun boxset and samurai Chaploo 2 3 DvD
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