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08:33pm 03/11/2003
 
mood: annoyed
Apologies for the lack of angst infected updates, I've been feeling rather cheerful. I'll get back to you when I feel like a miserable fuck. Have fun til' then, buckos.

It's all in the chemical balances, all in the chemical balances. Like a book upon a pencil, at times.		  
     

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02:37pm 20/09/2003
 
mood: Okay, all considering.
music: Food.
Angst, angst, angst. Fuck you. More angst.		  
     

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03:20pm 18/07/2003
  MIA.  
     

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Jeeze, Paul...   
10:11pm 04/06/2003
  So I'm sitting in class, and Paul turns to me and asks "What religeon are you?" I say athiest, he says "God, that's stupid".

Hey Paul, FUCK YOU.



I feel better now.		  
     

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If only she would know... How I hate her.   
04:24pm 13/05/2003
  She is the shrine of my hate. She reeks.... Like shit. Like she hasn't bathed in months... She follows me everyhwere. It's creepy... Just hearing her voice makes me cringe. She talks at a pitch akin to nails on a chalkboaord, and every time she pauses she raises another pitch. She blithers on about mindless things... "French Mouses" And "Angles talking to her"... It verges on insanity, most of it. She is obsessed with the french, and angles, to the point where it is all she can talk about. I wish she would realize how it agrivates me, how it tears at my mind.

She won't, though.		  
     

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DAMNIT.   
07:40pm 30/04/2003
  Why'd she have to do that??? Now I can't talk to her... And even if I do... It's gonna be... Strained, weird. She had to. She just had to ruin it. Why'd she have to? DAMNIT.  
     

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Sex hunrgy bastards....   
08:39pm 26/04/2003
  So. I'm sitting in my room reading, the house is pretty quiet... He's in their room reading. That whore I call a mother comes in and they have A REALLY LONG, LOUD FUCK. Gotta love it. At 6pm to. Meanwhile, my room is right next door. They ask why what's the matter.

Bastards. All of them. Sex hungry adults who should know how to better control themselves. Shit, even I can keep my pants on longer than that.		  
     

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Woo, religeous freaks. Gotta love em' for a laugh.   
09:26pm 14/04/2003
  How do they go off on the police? How? They're good honest music, hmm?
http://www.av1611.org/666/rock_666.html

I can understand anti Marlyn-Manson, but the beatles are the anti-christ? That's a little extreme. There's to many to be an anti-christ.
http://www.av1611.org/crock/dctalk1.html		  
     

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Can anything be more disturbig   
07:18am 14/04/2003
 
mood: angry
than listening to your mother and someone who isn't your blood father having sex in the room right next to yours for three nights in a row?		  
     

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Damn my toes.   
08:49pm 06/04/2003
 
mood: sad
My mind feels like it's shrinking, as I sit here, a slave to my monitor. Night after night blows past, and what do I do?! I sit here, staring comatose into the cold glow. It's pathetic. I need stimulation. To break free of this dredge. To become something more than... Than this.

And so I tell myself, time after time. But I never do. I always find myself here, in this chair, at this keyboard, while the world zooms past my face. I hate myself for it.

And though I search myself for an answer, I never really find out why. Why I do this to myself. I just wish I could share with someone how I feel, but every time I talk to someone it just feels artificial, fake. Like it's not me talking. Just automated responses and small talk. I can't seem to get through.

And so I spend every day of my life, pushing myself to the dream that never comes.

Why? I'll never know.



Respond to me, you faceless monsters!!! Amuse me, dance for me!

That's been building up for a while, folks. I feel much better now.		  
     

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Aaaargh!   
12:20pm 02/04/2003
 
mood: dirty
I am dirty. Dirty, dirty, dirty!
ARRRRGH!!!

Interpret it how you will.		  
     

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Holy ****   
01:27pm 24/03/2003
  I think books are appearing in my locker.  
     

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I think...   
03:07pm 23/03/2003
  That the only thing I truly want in life is to be accepted.  
     

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Custom backgrounds.   
09:46pm 12/03/2003
 
mood: pleased
music: Orgy- Social Enemies
Real bitches, but I think they're worth it.
Ya?
Just hope my image host dosen't fuck out on me...		  
     

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New pic.   
06:44pm 09/03/2003
 
mood: bored
music: Orgy- Fiend

Cliched, but I like it.
Not a bit of lettering used, either.
H = (-)
U = |_)
M = (Y)
A = /-\
N = (\)
P = !? on top of each other
E = (-
R = |O\
F = |_ _
C = (
T = |-
I = ! upside down
O = 0/
S = 5
D = |)		  
     

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Rock   
06:01pm 08/03/2003
 
mood: bitchy
Me


Hard place.

Damn english papers.		  
     

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My journal, my rules.   
03:01pm 08/03/2003
  I'm going to write what I want to here. If you don't like what I write, tough shit. Go somewhere else.

I'm going to eat now.		  
     

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