Drowning in my own spit, the fire rises, and taste of your lips burns inside.

Sep 19, 2006 17:15

Life, to me, is like a big ball of confusion, and within it, there I am, tangled in my own emotions, and bad situations that have not end, and good ones that do ( Read more... )

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demonmortcanem September 20 2006, 22:00:00 UTC
When I see you I can't help but hate your outlook on life. I am not afraid for your future, I see you working now. In high school of all places. Your to damned pretentious to fail, and I know that you wont.
Also, I happen to love meat, but I get were your coming from.

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