My LJ is going, im tired of it, too many memories, these are the last remaining peices, the last poems that will never again be read. At one point I wrote things of hatred, things of pain, things of love, things of misery, things of wanting things so bad id die for them, things of loves, things of finding pure happiness, with all this being sad.
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get off your ass
ignore all the memories
and update lj
lets start a new wave
again!
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