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Tuesday, December 20, 2005


I could be!
You definately could be! Don't give up hope! It's
hard work, but if your strong, you can go
places!


Could you be a Rockstar?
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Who's probably going to be on on Christmas day? I AM!
I'm so sad! I have managed for like the last 5 years to be on on the computer on Christmas day! The Christmas specials are sually repeats, so we get to go on! Yay! You?
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I'm on again! Yay!
Yeah. WE couldn't go on 'til my brother finished school, because my mum said that 'it was unfair', so I'm on now! Too cause havoc! Yoohah! ;O)
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Saturday, December 17, 2005


   I'm going to bed now!
It's like 22:52, so goodnight! Or goodday for those on now!
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I painted my nails today!
Yes! They are red and glittery pink! I don't mind the colours. It's just on my left hand.
Also, I put on some lipgloss, and used it also for some eye shadow. I looked like a hooker basically!

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Yeah. No real comments on my other posts. Darn.
I'm tired and sick, so I'll take it easy. I@m just sick, and tired, and getting used to being at home, and not at school. I hade a mini-nervous breakdown again last night.
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Friday, December 16, 2005


A poem I so truly love
"Time does not bring relief..."


Time does not bring relief; you all have lied
Who told me time would ease me of my pain!
I miss him in the weeping of the rain;
I want him at the shrinking of the tide;
The old snows melt from every mountain-side,
And last year's leaves are smoke in every lane;
But last year's bitter loving must remain
Heaped on my heart, and my old thoughts abide!
There are a hundred places where I fear
To go,--so with his memory they brim!
And entering with relief some quiet place
Where never fell his foot or shone his face
I say, "There is no memory of him here!"
And so stand stricken, so remembering him!

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   I think that this is it, but I@m not sure...........................................................
This Is the Dark Time My Love

This is the dark time, my love.
All round the land brown beetles crawl about.
The shining sun is hidden in the sky.
Red flowers bend their heads in awful sorrow.

This is the dark time, my love.
It is the season of oppression, dark metal, and tears.
It is the festival of guns, the carnival of misery.
Everywhere the faces of men are strained and anxious.

Who comes walking in the dark night time?
Whose boot of steel tramps down the slender grass?
It is the man of death, my love, the strange invader
watching you sleep and aiming at your dream.

-- Martin Carter

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Anyone heard of it?
Well, there's this poem called 'This is the dark time, my love'. I don't know who it's by though. You heard of it? I can't remmeber who it's by, so have you?
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This is so crappy! Kinda true though. Dont' know about the admirers. Probably. ):B
hot guy
What goth are you?

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