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I'm sorry about what I did to you and what she did to you and your pretty little heart, ect.

Come
d o w n
off your ledge.

Oh, my family, my family.
I'll write it in here (you don't read this.)

I only ever write when I feel there is a black hole I can write my way out from within.

I'm too tired to think.

What if I did even though I told you I wouldn't?
(Insert situation here.)

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I do this transformation when someone hurts me-- and it doesn't even have to be his or her fault, but it's the same, none the less-- I become a bed of roses. I smile and laugh and never crack a frown but, "I don't like you," and my head tells me "I've never liked you, and I won't again. I could never be close to you or show you anything but what ( Read more... )

Summer Work

Books to Read: 7
Papers to Write: 3
Correspondance Coarses to Take: 1
Nude Drawing Classes: 8
Art Projects: 5
SUMMER FUN!!!: 0

I'M GOING TO KILLLLL MYSELFFffffffffffffffffffffffff f f f ff fffff
OVERACHIEVERS, PLEASE STOP SLACKING OFF.

Please!

I think people driving around at night have a bogus bond between them, like they know what party you were at and who was drunk and who wasn't, who's been doing things they shouldn't and who's coming back guilty. We look over, make eye contact ("Do I know you?") No and Yes. It doesn't matter the reason, we're all up past our bedtimes ( Read more... )

This issue's gonna be the sex, no ( Read more... )

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