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i am actually choring this from someone that has been on my friendslist all of five minutes.
not even joking, choring it from someone i dont even know internet-ly. if you dont count the fact i just read the majority of her journal entries.
TEN things you wish you could say to TEN different people right now, don't name the person:
1. when you were really happy because i said thankyou? my mum told me too...
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rain rain go away
come back another day
tell you what, just stay away.
i dont like rain.
or water.
when i was at school this morning, it like half flooded outside, when i was in my exam.
but i just sort of shrugged and went home.
tommorow i have geography and two french exams. then on thursday i have chemistry and english.
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This feeling is almost indes cribe/truct able.
I’d do anything for you.
This is me letting you rip my heart out so you can watch it beat just for you.
We’re playing Russian roulette with a full-of-bullets gun.
Flirt with death and play with danger.
This is all pointless.
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writing this leaves me ten minutes closer to the future,
I’m almost thankful that your l/tr ying again.
Your giving me a(nother) reason to give up on you.
(I’m so glad that this isn’t about us/you this time.)
Fucked up thoughts and worse reactions.
I keep repeating mistakes like I never lEARN anything.
You’re calling me (out) so often my phone’s running out of batteries.
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the raindrops on the window sound like somethings tapping on the glass.
have i ever told you guys how much i hate the dark? -
il y a des cafards dans le lit.
yeh, thats right bitches, she speaks french.
im kinda bored.
and i have a headache, im supposed to be revising.
erm...
my parents walked into my room when i was playing an MSI song...
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can you even tell the differnce between which bit's quoting and which bits are me anymore?
im speaking in earnest and all my words are just shaping up to be me begging for you to listen to anything and everything i have to say.
im giving up on myself and you can't save me anymore.
you're giving up on yourself again and im not here at all.
i dont know ( Read more... )