none of us....dontdropmynameNovember 21 2004, 00:16:30 UTC
none of us mind the blood anymore. it looks so good splattered from 75 inches...so artistic on an unwashed apartment floor...
look at what we've become. i'm blind at 3:12 AM and i'd stopped to pay 'her' a million only to find my losses ringing up a total of the end of everything. the same state of mind. you get it. enter livejournal, the only means of communication at this point.
i'm still running. i think you are too. i welcome it, just as you do. hahah...
call me janele fucking benson. i think we have interchangeable lives to explain.
i can't help but be slightly confused. i appreciate the comment, don't get me wrong. but i never knew you did cocaine/drugs, and i don't have an apartment. i find it deadening rather than artistic. and i put new tires on his car just to be a friend of convenience. i prefer poems to livejournal and more often than not notice i'm watching everyone else run. if you would like to talk more about this you know my number. xoxox
refering to line 5_sui_generis_November 28 2004, 00:16:58 UTC
he's a dick to you. be friends with him when you have the time. 20 bucks and a half pint, thats bullshit. i wouldn't put up with that shit, you shouldn't either. call me, we'll hang out. hang tough, holla at cha boy
nate you are one of the world's best. always a friendship with no boundaries and you always make me smile. i love you lots. we should hang out tommorrow when you get off work...instead of fast food we'll go to the store buy cheap ingredients and make a dish (you'll teach me how) that will be amazing.
if you think i'm doing cocaine/drugs, your'e grossly mistaken. if you think i've changed at all in the last few months in my convictions about intoxication, i believe you're wrong. if you think i haven't surrounded myself with that particular life in order to try to make the difference that i know you know i try to make you are mistaken indeed.
and if you, nate, don't think i deserve the time of day, fuck you. there is no art in this.
all i can do is care. janele, i consider you one of my best friends. do what you need to do.
move away. get away from this. you deserve it. believe me.
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look at what we've become. i'm blind at 3:12 AM and i'd stopped to pay 'her' a million only to find my losses ringing up a total of the end of everything. the same state of mind. you get it. enter livejournal, the only means of communication at this point.
i'm still running. i think you are too. i welcome it, just as you do. hahah...
call me janele fucking benson. i think we have interchangeable lives to explain.
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i appreciate the comment, don't get me wrong.
but i never knew you did cocaine/drugs, and i don't have an apartment.
i find it deadening rather than artistic.
and i put new tires on his car just to be a friend of convenience.
i prefer poems to livejournal and more often than not notice i'm watching everyone else run.
if you would like to talk more about this you know my number. xoxox
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always a friendship with no boundaries and you always make me smile.
i love you lots.
we should hang out tommorrow when you get off work...instead of fast food we'll go to the store buy cheap ingredients and make a dish (you'll teach me how) that will be amazing.
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then i dont think you get it, my friend.
either of you.
if you think i'm doing cocaine/drugs, your'e grossly mistaken. if you think i've changed at all in the last few months in my convictions about intoxication, i believe you're wrong. if you think i haven't surrounded myself with that particular life in order to try to make the difference that i know you know i try to make you are mistaken indeed.
and if you, nate, don't think i deserve the time of day, fuck you. there is no art in this.
all i can do is care. janele, i consider you one of my best friends. do what you need to do.
move away. get away from this. you deserve it. believe me.
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