A schoolyear at an end,
a dear friendship with nowhere to go,
and I think this journal is done.

Goodbye.

possible sequel.
bonusbunny

and my alter ego.
0moonboots0

weak faint terror
bloodthirsty cries

oh, my friend(s.)
there is trouble on the horizon, i'm a frayed.

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Here it is.

Saturday, May 1 2004

8 pm

my house.

i don't really know how long it will take. it may very well go on all night. and in the immortal words of Mr. Johnson, 'Y'all don't like it, y'all can take a walk!'

i'm out, fuckers.

1)One Act Play
2)Research Essay
3)Composition Portfolio
4)Design Portfolio
5)SOCIOLOGY FINAL

hard part's over.

Fuck
fuck
Fuck

Postcard from Amanda recieved today!
Happy Birthday!

BITE
FIGHT
in the
NIGHT
I


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I am a terrible student, and I need serious improvement as a person, while we're at it. In the past month, I have been disappointed in myself at least once a week, more like three times a week. I almost started screaming out loud a few times. Once after I failed that horrid test for the third time, once after I realized I wasted an entire day ( Read more... )

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