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[therealcancer]

you know those days where nothing just seems to work. not you, not your friends, not your fucking mom, not your own intelligence, not your own taste in music, not your ability to shop for anything: clothes drugs cds friends love life, its just nothing but that circle that always takes you back to that same question of where/what am i doing? where

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[poetic_sunshine]

i don't have an answer for you. I ask myself the same questions all the time, usually to no avail.

But rest assured, you're a good person in my book. :)

[therealcancer]

woo hoo!

[venarieldisease]

god i hate you. you're so good at writing how you feel. that's fucking beautiful. <3

I know

[xstarryeyesliex]

So how can we find ourselves?
Trapped in our own private hells
Where we just scream but no one can hear
X marks the Spot where the dig begins
The treasure is found within
The broken hearts that are soaked with fear.
~Senses Fail

Ashley I love you, and trust me Jami and I have been apartment shopping and u still got a place with us. Hope to see you soon!

I miss you

[letmedrink]

Ashley... dude, I miss you so much, and it's really sad how much I relate, but I'm not gonna go into that right now... I have my cellphone now, so I'm gonna call you soon... hopefully your number is still the same. If not I'll find out. Anyway, I should be up there sometime in November, if all goes as planned. So...... I wanna get wasted.... I haven't had a drink in a while, I've had one fucking beer since you left. Oh.... Patricks still being a bitch... he never calls me anymore...heh... I'll talk to you soon. Much love and coricidin :)