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2008 17 March :: 11.38pm
I keep chasing myself in circles inside of my head.
But it's not really going anywhere right now. I feel loved all of a sudden...
out of nowhere some strong affection is raining down on me.
So I'll take this moment of peace as an opportunity to get some sleep.
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aaron
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2008 17 March :: 11.20pm
:: Mood: Sad
I want to be Superman.
But I'm not. I'm Paul.
I can't fly in and save the day. I don't have some sense in the back of my head that tingles when I there's someone in distress. I haven't done anything that amazing. I haven't saved people from burning buildings. I haven't cured a disease.
I'm not Superman.
I'm Paul.
I'm Paul.
I'm Paul.
What does that mean...?
Ton Amie...
haha
She makes me feel so loved...you all do. I go on these crazy rants, and even though you don't say a word I know you read...at least sometimes.
Thank you.
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aerii
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2008 11 March :: 2.52pm
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i hate shots.
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aerii
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2008 6 March :: 5.38am
Patrick Swayze has pancreatic cancer.
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nobody puts baby in a corner...
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aerii
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2008 28 February :: 4.23am
i have an interview at laser quest today
and i am so stoked.
omg
plus,
its christina's
joy's
and emily's
BIRTHDAYYYYYYYYY!!!!!
WOOOOO!
yay for being legal haha
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aaron
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2008 23 February :: 10.42pm
Words really are sawed off shotguns. I can't hit just what it is...
I see now by what isn't what is, and it makes me so grateful.
That I have moved on, and that I am a new and different person. Knowing that, and loving what has become of my life.
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aerii
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2008 22 February :: 5.40am
I don't get why some people have to be such bitches.
It's time to grow up and learn how to be civil to other people.
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aerii
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2008 21 February :: 6.22am
anyone have any ideas of subjects i can use for a photography portfolio?
:D
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mysin
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2008 16 February :: 6.35pm
:: Music: Nothing
The Bleeding Wounds on my hands
Sooooo.... What two years have passed since i said I wouldn't post on this site. Things have gotten worse... I have no idea of who I am anymore. I have lost touch with what made me feel strong. I left the city but...
I dont know what is worse, the fact that I am in no way who I used to be or the fact that I dont care. Any lingering belief of god has vanished. It is hell, I am in living hell. I CAN'T Talk to anybody else about what is going on. What has happened.
Years ago I wanted to die because I was a stupid whiney teenager. Now, I dont care what happens now, I just want to get out of this hell. I don't care if I die... I feel I have failed life before I even got a start.
Money is Evil. Money started this all.. I'm Drowning. I wish I could cry again. I wish I could drink.. drinking took me a million miles away from here. But I dont drink... I have the life of a fucking drug addict living on the streets and I dont even do drugs... Im just buried.
I dont know when I'll post again. I dont know if anyone even reads this anymore.
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poisonedheart
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2008 12 February :: 10.26pm
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poisonedheart
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2008 11 February :: 8.32pm
"Broken Heart"
I'll start this broken heart
I'll fix it up so it will work again
Better than before
Then I'll star in a mystery
A tragic tale of all that's yet to come
Fingers crossed there will be love
But I get carried away with every day
And every fantasy
the deeper the wound,
the harder I swoon and wish that that was me
So much to say
But no words to convey
The loneliness building with each passing day
But I'm getting used to it, you have to get used to it
I'll devise the best disguise
A brand new look and take them by surprise
They'll never guess what's not inside
I'll express myself with ease,
With confidence and character complete
With fingers crossed they'll talk to me
But I get carried away with every page
In every magazine
The cheaper the thrill
the deeper I fill my head with blasphemy
So much to say
But no words to convey
The loneliness building with each passing day
But I'm getting used to it, you have to get used to it
I'll destroy this useless heart
I'll fuck it up so it'll never beat again
Not just for me but for anyone
But I get carried away
with every phrase and made up malady
The longer I hide behind these lies,
The more I disintegrate
So much to say
But no words to convey
The loneliness building with each passing day
You never get used to it, you just have to live with it
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aerii
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2008 5 February :: 6.10pm
i feel like i dont have a best friend anymore
i know i'll always have nicole, but its hard because she lives across the state.
i just want someone to talk face to face to
someone who will actually listen
and not try to kiss my ass or sound all nice by giving me false sympathy
i dont fucking want your sympathy
i just want someone to listen
and realize how retarded i feel lately
i feel so alone
and i keep trying to tell that to people
but no one is there to listen
i wish nicole were here
or that someone was here for me
because i dont know what to do
i feel so pathetic
and lost
and worthless
and i dont want to anymore...
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aerii
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2008 5 February :: 6.28am
i just want to leave this town already.
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poisonedheart
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2008 28 January :: 7.33pm
Well fuck you too bitch.
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poisonedheart
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2008 27 January :: 12.06am
Dealing with other people is too painful sometimes...I think I'm gonna be reclusive for a while...bye.
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