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cutlip

:: 2004 25 December :: 10.54pm

I wish I had someplace to go other than here. Because I'm wastingspacing [nolie].

.//Pity=__.
I wish to fuck I could ____.
I'm nothing I used to be. Washup|pushover|streetwalkingfucknut.

Dad wasn't here to do the lights this year. Just like he wasn't here the past four years. I never thought a coffin would stop him. But it did.

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cutlip

:: 2004 20 December :: 2.01am

Whyeye. Do seem to have completely forgotten who I am. But just LOOK.

:LOOK WHAT ELITISTS WE ARE:
3 Members Online - 20 Guests Online - view members

Why was the carpenter always forgotten?
.//And I do not mean JAAAAAAAAAYSIS. [Saidname of] a fellow in the trailer park who answers to such.

I can't think.analyze.or comprehend. I've lost my touch.
I've touched on my loss.
I don't think there's something to be won, anymore.

Pity.

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cutlip

:: 2004 12 December :: 10.23pm
:: Mood: relaxed
:: Music: electricpianoplease

.//avindicationoftherightsofwomen.
.. women are, in fact, so much degraded by mistaken notions of female excellence, that I do not mean to add a paradox when I assert, that this artificial weakness produces a propensity to tyrannize, and gives birth to cunning, the natural opponent of strencth, which leads them to play off those contemptible infantine aies that ndermine esteem even whilst they excite desire. Let men become more chaste and modest, and if women do not grow wiser in the same ratio, it will be clear that they have weaker understandings. It seems scarcely neccessary to say, that I now speak of the sex in general. Many individuals have more sense than their male relatives; and, as nothing preponderates where there is a constant struggle for an equilibrium, without it has naturally more gravity, some women govern their husbands without degrading themselves, because intellect will always govern.

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cutlip

:: 2004 12 December :: 2.36am

Piss piss piss piss piss piss piss piss piss piss piss piss.

Vinegar.

Piss piss piss.

Vinegar vinegar.

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cutlip

:: 2004 10 December :: 9.08pm
:: Mood: peaceful

.//Justanotherreasonforhating[u].
You bodyslutting wristcutting glamshams don't know the fucking [1/2] of it. Gethafuckoffmyserverowplease.

I rarely say please to be polite. It is a please .//so as to not do something. Fuck your jinglejangling "hellomydaywas"[were's//worse] and put depth in what you say.

God.

It's like looking into a fucking magazine. Can't be pre:fectperfect without your eyeshadow and itotallyhate's, can you.

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