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Friday, September 16, 2005

hmmm.
fucking shyt day.
may not be going to sch tml.
becuz im tired of the fucking shyt
that i get everyday.
every single fucking day.
not one day without it.
its still lucky i have megalomaxblast to talk to
if not i will be going insane faster then ever.
and to the ppl who r reading this.
everything is my fault lar.
u guys r perfect angels.
my life is so screwed up i do everything wrong.
r u guys happy now?

well i bet u guys are.
fucking perfect angels __ u down.
if im going to sch tml.
i just hope i will get home early
so reduce getting shytted and fucked at.
wadeva.
signing off.

well dun mind me its just my insanity.
im just goinging crazy nth to worry abt.
or the angsty emo shyt.
thats leaves u guys insecure
well hope u bitches die.


I held your hand at 2:05 PM