Why do I trash on you?
It dosen't make me feel any better
...I know it must not do much for you

I looked back at this little Journal of mine
nothing worth reading
....
not even to me.

Thus I must start again.
Fuck this failed experiment.

I'm sick of saying I'm sorry
but I am

The Messiah

All the world loves things of beauty and intrigue, these two things I've never had one

Born in this old skin, I'm too sick I can't win, I've lived with this damage too long

My eyes can't behold it, I cannot control this, this feeling that's left in my heart

I've never done no wrong, I don't deserve these bones, please burn up this sin when I'm gone
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I hate the world today
I hate were I am
I hate my so-called "friends"
I hate my family
I just hate.....
I hate,hating.

I've been in hiding ( Read more... )

I'm not in jail.
Nor am I on probation.
I have a shit load of fines.
But that's about it.

I helped Coery's family pour conceret today.
Well ast least I did something with my day.

I meet someone last night.
Amber.
I hope so see her again....soon.

I found this on myspace.com

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Sometimes it's hard to beleave what I have become.
But if I can't be happy,I should at least be numb.

Fuck.

Where am I?
What am I doing here?
This should prove to be most fun.