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This really is sad.....my life is just a series of repetitions between depression (or being "emo" as some would put it, pfft), a brief point of being enlightened, and just random statements. I mean, think about it, you can pretty much group all my entries into categories. Over here we have the "fuck ____" group. Over here we have the "omglifesucksgivemeattention" group. Oh, and over there we have the "WOWTHISISSOTRUEANDHOWITIS!" group, etc etc. So, yeah.
Hmm...I just realized something. If this semester follows the pattern of the past 3 years, I have something to look forward to avoiding. But let's hope it's not how I think it's going to be.
I really wish I had metal pads right now. Before this year started DDR was a good way for me to vent about everything, but since Ivan even taht's been stripped from me. I look forward to playing tommorrow. Though, I don't look forward to the ignorant fucktards that are always there running around (aka Pace's minor population).
Why should I fake smiles and make jokes trying to fit in?
All that said aside, I'm looking for a hitman. For what you ask? The spermdoner that lives in my home. Oh you don't understand? FATHER.
I really don't want to do anything. I want everything to stop. I want the antithesis of what you all desire. My sky is green. I'll fly my oceans. I'll be that memory that you'll never recall, but know something's there.
I guess I'm just growing to be really synical and pessimistic. Why bother spending my time looking on the bright side of things when it just only hurts my eyes? Everyone, please forgive me.....no, it's wrong to ask forgiveness for nothing. How about......disregard my disposition and stay my friend, cuz I could really use a few good ones opposed to those of you that claim to be even though you're never really there for me, even though we may enjoy each others company.
Hmm...I just realized something. If this semester follows the pattern of the past 3 years, I have something to look forward to avoiding. But let's hope it's not how I think it's going to be.
I really wish I had metal pads right now. Before this year started DDR was a good way for me to vent about everything, but since Ivan even taht's been stripped from me. I look forward to playing tommorrow. Though, I don't look forward to the ignorant fucktards that are always there running around (aka Pace's minor population).
Why should I fake smiles and make jokes trying to fit in?
All that said aside, I'm looking for a hitman. For what you ask? The spermdoner that lives in my home. Oh you don't understand? FATHER.
I really don't want to do anything. I want everything to stop. I want the antithesis of what you all desire. My sky is green. I'll fly my oceans. I'll be that memory that you'll never recall, but know something's there.
I guess I'm just growing to be really synical and pessimistic. Why bother spending my time looking on the bright side of things when it just only hurts my eyes? Everyone, please forgive me.....no, it's wrong to ask forgiveness for nothing. How about......disregard my disposition and stay my friend, cuz I could really use a few good ones opposed to those of you that claim to be even though you're never really there for me, even though we may enjoy each others company.