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2003 23 November :: 3.57am
:: Mood: tired/pained/happy/lonely
:: Music: techno on tori's computer, now on mine!
tori's eyeware
i say get contacts. no hiding for you missy. besides, i think you'll like it...i know i would. the glasses dim your eyes, though my opinion shouldn't matter to you...well actually, it should. but don't let it sway your decision. you choose, though my vote is for contacts...
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2003 22 November :: 11.54pm
goddamn it tori, i miss you like hell. i am dying. i am also sober, if that at all speeds your return. though, i am in large amounts of pain and will probably take a painkiller again very very soon. tons of love, XO, your own manic retard,
paul.
post script: though i made quite sure you heard with comments in your journal, my cousin showed me the link to the site from which the techno on your computer originated. it was most hystarical and random. i was most impressed when they played rammstien (german anarchist, let me enphasize this, ANARCHIST heavy metal band) as the theme song to the nazi crab which so malevolantly tried to steal poor blotes zepplin and was foiled by the combined forces of mr. pringle in a minitary tank and hairy in the zepplin itself, though it was hairy that stopped him and not mr. pringle and his military tank...how sad. (goddamnit i talk funny when i'm fucking sober, where the hell are my narcodics???!!!??!!?!)
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2003 22 November :: 9.41pm
:: Mood: lonely/hungry
:: Music: techno on tori's computer
ah...i had and anger rush today...i dropped a knife on my foot. i didn't mean to of course but i did and it squirted blood up and around. it was funny. so...i watched a LIVE world war 2 movie...it was a little unnerving, i mean, you're watching real people get mutilated with flame throwers and shells and you begin to wonder "what if that were me? would anyone cry for me? would anyone care if i were that guy getting melted alive?" it was pretty bizarre. -sigh-...tori is at a movie. i miss her...hurry back love. i need to speak with someone.
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2003 22 November :: 6.41pm
ah man...it was 3:33, but now it's 3:34....sad
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2003 22 November :: 6.31pm
wow...look at all that blood. did i do that?
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2003 21 November :: 6.59pm
lmao!!! right as i say that she and morgan call on a cell phone and tell me they're coming over!!! hahaha...yay!!! i can't wait to see her.
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2003 21 November :: 6.50pm
tori should be on soon...yay! hehehe...i miss her...*sigh* i wanna hang out with her but she has to go to her dad's house.
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2003 21 November :: 6.41pm
"when one is on narcodics, it's pretty easy to stare at a wall for ten hours and not think about anything at all"- paul d. mahugh
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2003 21 November :: 5.30pm
hey guys...how'd you put music in your journal? i think mine could really use some...
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2003 21 November :: 5.29pm
:: Music: unwell, matchbox twenty
unwell
All day staring at the ceiling
Making friends with shadows on my wall
All night hearing voices telling me
That I should get some sleep
Because tomorrow might be good for something
Hold on
Feeling like I'm headed for a breakdown
And I don't know why
[Chorus]
But I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell
I know right now you can't tell
But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see
A different side of me
I'm not crazy, I'm just a little impaired
I know right now you don't care
But soon enough you're gonna think of me
And how I used to be...me
I'm talking to myself in public
Dodging glances on the train
And I know, I know they've all been talking about me
I can hear them whisper
And it makes me think there must be something wrong with me
Out of all the hours thinking
Somehow I've lost my mind
[Chorus]
But I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell
I know right now you can't tell
But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see
A different side of me
I'm not crazy, I'm just a little impaired
I know right now you don't care
But soon enough you're gonna think of me
And how I used to be
I've been talking in my sleep
Pretty soon they'll come to get me
Yeah, they're taking me away
[Chorus]
But I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell
I know right now you can't tell
But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see
A different side of me
I'm not crazy, I'm just a little impaired
I know right now you don't care
But soon enough you're gonna think of me
And how I used to be
Yeah, how I used to be
How I used to be
Well, I'm just a little unwell
How I used to be
How I used to be
I'm just a little unwell
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