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• 1992-06-03
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• Female
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• in my mind thinking...all the time
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• 2005-05-15
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• student
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• fran, francesca but fran

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• winning first place in a science fair, having good grades, and competting in a basketball, and softball tournament.
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• ever
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• sailormoon, inyuyasha, wolf's rain, and cowboy beebop.
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• to be a collage graduate.
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• playing basketball, and softball, writing poetry, talking on the computer and the phone, and hanging out with devil child.
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• playing the piano, basketball, and softball.




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Saturday, June 24, 2006

Fuckin' Shit
I spent 9 fucking hours at the airport yesterday, AND I DIDN'T EVEN GO ANYWHERE. we were there dropping my grandma off so she could go back to puerto rico, and she missed the flight by a fucking nano second, and the next flight didn't come for 9 hours!!! I was so bored, and there were weird people there, and they guys there were staring at me, and I talked to my friends for about 80 minuets, and grrr, 9 fucking hours!!! well ne who, here are a couple of poems for you guys, I did them while I was mad, so they might not make sense.


this is a song

YOU
We open our eyes, to find the light, the missing truth, cuzz we've left behind, our homely fathers lecturing words, and I've waited oh so long, and I've faded to nothing in your eyes, will youaccept me as I am or will you take my life. I've waited off and on, and always known that something was wrong, but was it with me or you.The time slips, it makes me fall, I'm in, a long long hall, I scream oout your name, but thanxs to you I have no voice at all.You took my life, away from me, I fell inside, and= awakening, and I've learned so quickly, the rumors're, you fell in love again, you fell in love with you.


INSATNTANIUM
I slit my wrists, it isn't that much fun, for the thing I miss, is nothing, nothing at all, I can only feel, the life that I had, it flashes before me, and instant bad. I wish you'd see, the sacrifices you've forced on me. A trmendous burdon, a bourdon of your own, and what do I get in return, YOU KILL ME, THANKS FOR NOTHING. You've made me crack, I've run a million miles and back, and I end up here again. Back in the hell I've tried to escape from for oh so long, it wears me down, to nothing at all, and once again, I'm here, being killed by you.
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