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Jun 27, 2006 10:56

I was not made a volatile person. And my arms extend only to keep me safe. The ratio of good to evil is far from overwhelming and the hot items we fight for are not what you seem to think. I'm pointless in beginning an explanation. I no longer want to seams of frail bones to bother me anymore than they do you. We were meant to fashion modeled doors ( Read more... )

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winsallthegames June 28 2006, 18:42:18 UTC
i can hear this out loud.

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anonymous June 29 2006, 18:04:42 UTC
things can become strange when things start to make their own decisions. you may think you have controle on what you want life to turn out as. or how you want other people to feel. but in the long run with all the tries and all the stubburn moves it ends up hurting the ones that are there for you the most. you are pushing away the ones you need the most. and your lying to the one/ones who don't deserve it. let it leap out towards the light. let the truth reign. you can't avoid disaster. disaster can't avoid you. you may think its the best. but its not. i may not know you well . i may not know you at all. but it seems to me that things with you are breaking apart undernieth you. and the only way to stop that. is to stop yourself. be happy with your life. but don't ruin others along the way.

i'm done letting my feelings out now.
sleep well.
dream.

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