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[15 Nov 2009|10:12pm] |
ive been following your minds instructions on how to SLOWLY SHARPLY SCREW MYSELF TO DEATH. yes there is a screw, ITS POINTED AT MY HEAD.
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[14 Oct 2009|06:49pm] |
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'if you love me, then love me'
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[30 Sep 2009|06:16pm] |
...and i will show you something different from either
your shadow in the morning striding behind you
or your shadow at evening rising to meet you;
i will show you fear in a handful of dust.
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[30 Aug 2009|01:43pm] |
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i like you. you are a wonderful person. i am full of enthusiasm. im going places. ill be happy to help you. i am an important person. would you like to come home with me?
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[18 Aug 2009|08:22pm] |
i see you and you see me we only perceive who we seem to be for all i know you could be a devil for all you know i could be an angel reverse the two and what do you perceive?
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[18 Jun 2009|03:14pm] |
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apathy.
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[25 Apr 2009|09:29pm] |
IN/ RAINBOWS IN RAIN/BOWS IN RAINBOW/S IN RAINBOWS/ IN RAIN_BOWS RA D IOHEA _D _RAD IO HEA D
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[14 Apr 2009|12:40am] |
ill be your mirror reflect what you are in case you dont know ill be the wind the rain and the sunset the light on your door to show that youre home
i find it hard to believe you dont know the beauty you are but if you dont let me be your eyes a hand to your darkness so you wont be afraid
when you think the night has seen your mind that inside youre twisted and unkind let me stand to show that you are blind please put down your hands because i see you.
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[31 Mar 2009|03:02am] |
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g.p.b.
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[22 Mar 2009|04:05pm] |
yes!
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[12 Mar 2009|08:07pm] |
okay, I AM RECOGNIZING THAT THE VOICE INSIDE MY HEAD IS URGING ME TO BE MYSELF AND NEVER FOLLOW SOMEONE ELSE BECAUSE OPINIONS ARE LIKE VOICES WE ALL HAVE OUR DIFFERENT KINDS SO JUST CLEAN OUT ALL OF YOUR EARS THESE ARE MY VIEWS AND YOU WILL FIND --
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[10 Mar 2009|01:40am] |
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justice is the best goddamn headache ever.
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[05 Mar 2009|06:47pm] |
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...it's hard to explain.
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[04 Mar 2009|05:33pm] |
we are the hollow men, we are the stuffed men; leaning together, headpiece filled with straw. alas, our dried voices, when we whisper together, are QUIET AND MEANINGLESS. shape without form, shade without colour, paralysed force, gesture without motion; lips that would kiss form prayers to broken stone.
between the idea and the reality, between the motion and the act, between the conception and the creation, between the emotion and the response, between the desire and the spasm, between the potency and the existence, between the essence and the descent, falls the Shadow.
this is the way the world ends. this is the way the world ends. this is the way the world ends.
not with a bang, but a whimper.
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[19 Jan 2009|11:06pm] |
this is just a nightmare.
soon i'm gonna wake up, someone's gonna bring me round.
running from the bombers, hiding in the forest, running through the fields, laying flat on the ground, just like everybody else.
stepping over heads and running from the underground.
but soon i'm gonna wake up, someone's gonna bring me round.
this is your warning.
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[08 Jan 2009|03:16pm] |
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whats wrong with meeeeee
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[10 Dec 2008|04:59pm] |
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i just read a whole lotta old livejournal entries. realized i haven't changed that much. guess this is a good thing?
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