I went to rehab. Yes again. Yes I put up a fight at first. Yes, I am happy I went. Yes, I am happy this way. Yes, I know this won't last for long. And yes, I hate myself for the fact that I know I can't stay clean ( Read more... )

Well I loved you to death

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  standing on the edge of morning  
  
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  scent of sex and
  
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  new found glory playing as shes pulling back her hair
  
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  she drives away
  
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  she's feeling worthless
  

Carrie. You make me sick. Go die. You're not hot and i dont like you. I would, however, cheerfully donate to any plastic surgery fundraiser you might throw for yourself. Cheeerrfully ( Read more... )

I've been in cognito as of late. Hiding in the backround music. Listening. Watching. And I've been enlightend ( Read more... )

I lost the password to my old LJ cause I haven't used it in a while, so i'm starting over. This time, i'm adding no friends and not allowing any comments. I dont want to have to care about what I say, or worry about the LJ drama. If this is a journal, thats what I want it to be, not some kind of open discussion about my life. I don't care what you ( Read more... )