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  <pubDate>Mon, 25 Oct 2004 20:26:11 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>ummm...&lt;br /&gt;scraped my pipe the other day and the resin wiped off in one stroke. it was crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought some weed. lot. good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate live journal now. its gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 11 Oct 2004 06:11:20 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>it&apos;s great to be forgetfull. i&apos;ve found money 3 times in the past 2 days!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 10 Oct 2004 17:12:22 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>what the fuck is up with joshs mom vacuuming at 9 am RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY DOOR. Maybe she&apos;s trying to get back at us bc we&apos;ve possibly woken her up late at night? Hey everyone, don&apos;t be anal, sleep with your door CLOSED and you won&apos;t be disturbed. FUCK! I can never sleep in!</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 08 Oct 2004 20:02:48 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>spa made me better ;) hopefully ill still be ok at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems like im screwing everything up. im just a screw up. i dunno what to do. so...ill just screw up more. yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jealousy. respect. trust. ISSUES.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 07 Oct 2004 22:11:50 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>whoa i didnt even plan for any of that to happen. and i think that covers my argument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my recent status:&lt;br /&gt;no money&lt;br /&gt;no weed&lt;br /&gt;no cigarettes&lt;br /&gt;BUT(only till tmrw:)</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 07 Oct 2004 06:21:24 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i swear i saw this happen in my past when i saw it this time. it just makes me wonder exactly WHAT happend and why. how? i just don&apos;t understand and my own problems are causing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the resin made me feel sick.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 06 Oct 2004 20:34:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>random thoughts</title>
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  <description>random thoughts-&lt;br /&gt;smoking weed is impairing my abilities. i need to cut it down a little. and less buying=more money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got 2 of my friends jobs with me. yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m doesn&apos;t need to be big so no comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i am.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 04 Oct 2004 08:22:10 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>me n josh made a tight stoner cake. he baked it and i decorated it.it&apos;s a round chocolate cake with ridges and its glazed with vanilla iceing and after the freezer for a  little while i put a whole layer of chocolate whipped iceing. the shit was fuckin good. oh yeah and i put white and green sprinkles on it. thought about some tight shake leaves but what if his dad came home early?&lt;br /&gt;yeah he&apos;s gone.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 03 Oct 2004 03:38:00 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>so fucking sick of being looked down on. is it my age? has no one else been 17? and then that doesn&apos;t even make sense bc i think ive been thru a few more things than an average 17 year old. so to everyone who wants to worry about if i have school the next day and if im out too late or if i should or shouldnt be doing something FUCK YOU. cuz im sick of it.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 03 Oct 2004 03:29:59 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>hey if anyone needs a job go to www.sbarro.com. just fill out the application and email it. you should do it by like next friday bc he wants to hire people real soon.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 29 Sep 2004 20:10:02 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>k ill do this so im not bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.I.G.H.T.N.O.W. &lt;br /&gt;WHAT COLOR PANTS ARE YOU WEARING?:blue and yellow(ducks)&lt;br /&gt;WHAT TASTE IS IN YOUR MOUTH?:frosty&lt;br /&gt;WHAT&apos;S THE WEATHER LIKE?:nice, kinda cold in my room&lt;br /&gt;HOW ARE YOU?:hungover, sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D.O.Y.O.U. &lt;br /&gt;GET MOTION SICKNESS?:yes&lt;br /&gt;HAVE ANY BAD HABITS?:yeah a few&lt;br /&gt;GET ALONG WITH YOUR PARENTS?:i keep my distance&lt;br /&gt;LIKE TO DRIVE?: i thought it was fun the 3 times i actually did&lt;br /&gt;H.A.V.E.Y.O.U. &lt;br /&gt;BROKEN THE LAW: YES&lt;br /&gt;RAN AWAY FROM HOME: NO&lt;br /&gt;SNUCK OUT OF THE HOUSE: nooooo&lt;br /&gt;EVER GONE SKINNY DIPPING:yep&lt;br /&gt;MADE A PRANK PHONE CALL: haha yep&lt;br /&gt;EVER TIPPED OVER A PORT-O-POTTY: nah&lt;br /&gt;USED YOUR PARENTS&apos; CREDIT CARD BEFORE:not without permission &lt;br /&gt;SKIPPED SCHOOL BEFORE: um....yes!&lt;br /&gt;FELL ASLEEP IN THE SHOWER/BATH: i don&apos;t believe so&lt;br /&gt;BEEN IN A SCHOOL PLAY: yeah treasure island at loudon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L.O.V.E. &lt;br /&gt;BOYFRIEND:yeah josh&lt;br /&gt;GIRLFRIEND: &lt;br /&gt;CHILDREN: um no&lt;br /&gt;CURRENT CRUSH: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.A.N.D.O.M. &lt;br /&gt;DO YOU HAVE A JOB?: yes&lt;br /&gt;YOUR CD PLAYER HAS IN IT RIGHT NOW: the new used, the old used, coheed&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE?: grey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W.H.A.T.W.A.S.T.H.E.L.A.S.T. &lt;br /&gt;E-MAIL YOU GOT: something from a 33 year old. scary shit&lt;br /&gt;TV PROGRAM YOU WATCHED: trading spouses with cj and brandy last night&lt;br /&gt;MOVIE YOU SAW AT THE THEATER: i dunno something gay for 50 cents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. What name do you go by? vanessa&lt;br /&gt;02. What is, and do you live up to the traditional description of your Sign of the Zodiac?that shits gay cuz im both gemini and taurus. stupid bullshit&lt;br /&gt;03. What is your job description? server/cashier&lt;br /&gt;04. What do you really do at work? sweat and give asshole people their food and listen to people who think theyre better&lt;br /&gt;05. What is the best job you have ever had? i dunno&lt;br /&gt;07. What parts of the world are in your bloodline? i dunno&lt;br /&gt;08. Describe a dream or a nightmare that you remember vividly. i dunno&lt;br /&gt;10. What is your earliest memory? i remember when my huge fish jumped out of it&apos;s tank and my mom almost stepped on it.&lt;br /&gt;11. What is the first thing that ever had a huge impact on your life? i dunno whatever the fuck my mom did while i was in her belly&lt;br /&gt;13. What is the most worthy thing you have ever purchased? probably something for someone else cuz i have nothing to show&lt;br /&gt;14. What is the most useless thing you have ever purchased? water your not supposed to buy that&lt;br /&gt;15. Are you vain? im sure everyone is so i guess&lt;br /&gt;16. Do you believe you have ever experienced a wormhole (directly or indirectly)? i dunno thats wierd&lt;br /&gt;18. What makes you cry? a lot of things-when there&apos;s all kinds of emotions i just cant handle&lt;br /&gt;19. What puts you in a state of awe? the ocean, music&lt;br /&gt;20. What is the most surreal experience you have ever had on any type of drug? yaying&lt;br /&gt;23. Do you believe the philosophy that we are all truly alone in our own minds? yeah sounds right&lt;br /&gt;28. Describe a school-time memory. i remember falling in the mud on the playground on having to walk all the way to the office drenched in wet, muddy gross stuff&lt;br /&gt;30. Do you re-read books? i dont READ books&lt;br /&gt;31. What makes you nervous? everything&lt;br /&gt;32. What are your phobias? i dunno&lt;br /&gt;33. Do you have any siblings? yeah chassy is my half sister then i guess my dad has a son and daughter but ive never met em&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your most overused phrase? i dunno&lt;br /&gt;What is the last image/thought you have before you go to sleep? probably a swirling image/thought process of mikes hard lemonade, puking, and food i had just ate&lt;br /&gt;What is your method for eating M&amp;Ms? i stick my hand in the bag or poor them out and eat em-no more than like 3 at a time&lt;br /&gt;What did you do during recess and who did you hang out with in third grade? i played teather ball or made some necklaces with flowers. i hung out with some friends-cj, erica t., i dunno thats a long time ago&lt;br /&gt;What is the most extreme thing you would do for one million dollars, tax free? i dunno&lt;br /&gt;Choose anywhere on the planet to be marooned for one month alone. Where is it? some nice beach&lt;br /&gt;Where would you least want to be marooned for a month alone? antarctica&lt;br /&gt;Describe your life in the form of 10 chapter titles for your autobiography. &lt;br /&gt;1-vanessa&apos;s parents and how she came about&lt;br /&gt;2-growing up with a skitso&lt;br /&gt;3-mom&apos;s insane druggie dad wanna be boyfriends&lt;br /&gt;4-high school&lt;br /&gt;5-the first love&lt;br /&gt;6-trauma(the suicide spree)&lt;br /&gt;7-grandma&lt;br /&gt;8-josh and jacob&lt;br /&gt;9-the white trash house&lt;br /&gt;10-focusing and growing</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 29 Sep 2004 19:21:14 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>what do you think about the new used cd? it seems reeeaal popy to me. first one is why i liked em</description>
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  <lj:music>the used &quot;cut up angels&quot;</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 29 Sep 2004 17:49:14 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>-about last night&lt;br /&gt;   *i puked&lt;br /&gt;   *i don&apos;t have any cigarettes&lt;br /&gt;   *i don&apos;t have any weed&lt;br /&gt;   *i barely have any money&lt;br /&gt;   *i dont&apos;t even wanna think about mike&apos;s hard lemonade(even tho that&apos;s not what i drank)ew i feel sick again...&lt;br /&gt;   *puking means a few things aren&apos;t happening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+about last night&lt;br /&gt;   *we left before the puking set in&lt;br /&gt;   *it&apos;s finally 1 year for me and josh&lt;br /&gt;   *i have don perico left overs&lt;br /&gt;   *i have vodka left overs&lt;br /&gt;   *i FINALLY got drunk&lt;br /&gt;   *i got to stay home for a ligit reason, i was &quot;sick&quot;</description>
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  <lj:music>the sound of the fan</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 26 Sep 2004 03:57:56 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>wow im real stoned right after work. long day. i haven&apos;t eaten AT ALL. fuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah im sad. i just don&apos;t know what to do right now. maybe later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stonnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnneed&lt;br /&gt; tonnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnee&lt;br /&gt;  onnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnne&lt;br /&gt;   nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;br /&gt;    nnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;br /&gt;     nnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;br /&gt;      nnnnnnnnnnn&lt;br /&gt;       nnnnnnnnn&lt;br /&gt;        nnnnnnn&lt;br /&gt;         nnnnn&lt;br /&gt;          nnn&lt;br /&gt;           n&lt;br /&gt;looks crazy when your stoned. starts to look like little chickies to me.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 23 Sep 2004 20:43:16 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i don&apos;t want to take anyone else&apos;s place. i want to be my own. i want to have my own. why do i always have to be wrong? there&apos;s always some long drawn out explanation from you saying why i am. i swear to god it&apos;s not even worth it.</description>
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  <lj:music>some sort of buzzing</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 23 Sep 2004 18:44:57 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Now this is a story all about how&lt;br /&gt;my life got flipped turned upside down&lt;br /&gt;and I&apos;d like to take a minute just sit right there&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll tell you how I become the prince of a town called Bel Air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In west Toronto born and raised&lt;br /&gt;on the playground is where I spent most of my days&lt;br /&gt;chillin&apos; out maxin&apos; relaxin&apos; all cool&lt;br /&gt;and all shootin&apos; some b ball outside of the school&lt;br /&gt;when a couple of guys who were up to no good&lt;br /&gt;started makin&apos; trouble in my neighborhood&lt;br /&gt;I got in one little fight and my mon scared&lt;br /&gt;and said you&apos;re movin&apos; with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air&lt;br /&gt;I begged and pleaded with her day after day&lt;br /&gt;but she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way&lt;br /&gt;she give me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket&lt;br /&gt;put my walkman on and said I might as well kick it&lt;br /&gt;first class yo this is bad&lt;br /&gt;drinkin&apos; orange juice out of a champagne glass&lt;br /&gt;is this what the people of Bel-Air live like&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...this might be all right&lt;br /&gt;but wait I hear they&apos;re prissy ???? and all that&lt;br /&gt;is this the type of place that they should send this cool cat&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t think so I&apos;ll see when I get there&lt;br /&gt;I hope they&apos;re prepared for the prince of Bel-Air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well uh the plane landed and when I came out&lt;br /&gt;there was a dude looked like a cop standin&apos; there with my name out&lt;br /&gt;I ain&apos;t tryin&apos; to get arrested yet I just got here&lt;br /&gt;I sprang with the quickness like lightening disappeared&lt;br /&gt;I whistled for a cab and when it came near&lt;br /&gt;the license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;if anything I could say that this cab was rare&lt;br /&gt;but I thought man forget it yo holmes to Bel-Air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8&lt;br /&gt;and I yelled to the cabbie yo holmes smell ya later&lt;br /&gt;looked at my kingdom I was finally there&lt;br /&gt;to sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 20 Sep 2004 20:57:59 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i think mrs. detloff needs to rethink her teaching tactic. being bitchy, sarcastic and just flat out mean to students is not a very good thing. esp. with teens that are bitchy, sarcastic and flat out mean.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 19 Sep 2004 16:47:53 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>like the pic? snaps to gary!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 19 Sep 2004 16:24:21 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i miss my nephew. he&apos;s probably growing up and i dont even know it. i miss my sister too. i love her. no matter what she&apos;s done. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to puerto vallarta and that&apos;s the best thing ever. fun stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for being a bitch. im fucked up. i know. what can ya do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s early.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 17 Sep 2004 00:20:29 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>REJECTED that&apos;s my life story</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 13 Sep 2004 02:11:27 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>said im too uptight. imagine that. people have told me that my WHOLE ENTIRE LIFE. thanks. i know. cant help it. im glad that people point out my bad points. whats something good? do that for a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tiiiired. being the #1 combo seller at work is hard. haha!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 12 Sep 2004 09:46:14 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i realized why i like lj. bc its like a therapist. you tell em everything, get nothing back except a neutral ear. &lt;br /&gt;i figure theres something REALLY wrong. it needs to be fixed. whatever it is. i dunno but it hit me tonight. it&apos;s just not normal.&lt;br /&gt;i love &quot;its&quot;. it&apos;s a good generalization. &lt;br /&gt;im stoned. im tired. im a lot more. but im so sick of emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided again today to be a nurse. who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aw i have good plans for the anniv.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 09 Sep 2004 23:47:05 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>strangling would work. ripping the head off. squeezed lifeless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29 days left and i feel im at a negative 365,781. cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bored. tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hate for me. hate for me. hate for me. hate for me hate for me. hate for me. hate for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always just go back. dont you know that?</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 08 Sep 2004 20:42:57 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>work experience. we sit and talk about experiences at work. woo. fun. but i get 6th and 7th excused so why not. eeeeee...school&apos;s a thing now. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just try to forget. not think about it. avoid it. whatever it takes. you know the method that fucks you over in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need laptop. some internet access hopefully achievable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck im tired. peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 05 Sep 2004 13:18:00 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>hurt beyond belief. i&apos;m stranded. what the fuck to do. i don&apos;t know. feel like shit. everything i gave. everything that was taken. never gave back. can&apos;t stand it. drives me crazy. insane. i knew it was going to happen. but i shouldn&apos;t have knew it. and it shouldn&apos;t of happend. fuck things ever getting better. they just get worse and people make it even more worse. pain. like i never knew before. has to be experienced i guess. wish not. wish it was still the same. may never change. MAY. PROBABLY. KIND OF. NOT SURE. STABILITY fucking god please. i just want to cry. run and make it better. it&apos;d be easier if i could just blame myself again. i could fix it then. and now everyone knows that I AM STUPID. and obviously not enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;the endless sleep awaits&quot;&lt;br /&gt;ha. really does. can&apos;t fucking WAIT!</description>
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