my blood is pumping galons of pure hatred, and violence through every inch of my deformed body. utter disgrace is permanetly filled my face, disgust, loathe, bitter, and a sense of cufusion beyond belief. i dont even recoginize myself. i just dont care any which way. i keep creating images in my head, of beating someone, grabbing them by their
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I haven't talked to you since that last phone call.
I hope things work out =S
but hang in there. I'm sure it'll get better.
And let those anger out!! 'Tis not good for you.
Well I gotta get my ass back to homework. Love ya~
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CONGRATS ON THE "CHOP".
love love!
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yeah, I hope the chopping still goes good for you. save me some for manana
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