Aaron

life is so great....such a blessing...
no. no you weren't. I FUCKING HATE MYSELF!!! I BLEW UP RIGHT THERE AND NOW SHE'S PISSED AT ME!!!fuck.....what am i to do? god damnit! god motherfucking damnit!! maybe i am just another sequel.........i'm reminded of a quote"i sold my fate to the devil so i could be with her for eternity only to realize just how angelic she really is"-irina's second boyfriend, mark. i don't love her, i'm long since over that. it was the sixth grade for god's sakes, but it still, for some reason hurts...well, g'night loves. tomorrow i feel will go better...sleep well my love, and sweet dreams, and i'm sorry, oh so sorry....i'll try never to do it again....never again, the words that almost killed a very dear friend of mine.........though they were ment with a different meaning, they still make me cringe. hmm.....i want to be all snuggled up with tori right now, why? because i was so weak i couldn't hold myself for just a few more minutes, and then i would have been offline and blown up in a safe enviorment..."what fi you really do do something bad?"...or how about this? "-talks to self- what am i supposed to do? nothing-"i can't finish typing it...>i think she ment it<...i thought she stabbed you? she did. you don't exist. ha! she killed you at mandy's house!!! and she killed you on holloween and just today, she stabbed you withthe spoon of temptation (does that mean it was sexy?) well, good times, good times, well, if she does go prep, i'll just stay away for a while, until she comes back from realizing that's not her...it's what she wants, i can sence it, and maybe she does belong there, in which case, i think i can stand to be out of place for a while...for eternity...but her arms are right....but tori's arms are not the arms of some stupid popular preppy chic that pisses me off more than most things...i've been in them before... what you can't see is the name i typed inside these thingys "<" ">"...so yeah, happy loving times...oh yeah, today they played that song, here without you by three doors down, and i went back to friday and relived it,a nd when the song was done i lost my connection with the past, and i fell flat on my face...it was funny as hell...it seems strange the radio plays the perfect song for the perfect time at morgans house on fridays...white flag that friday at morgans house, and here without you at morgans house again on that friday...so yeah. *studders like porky pig* that's all folks!!!

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