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"This place is a prison
And these people aren't your friends
Inhaling thrills through $20 bills
And the tumblers are drained and then flooded again
And again
there's guards at the on ramps armed to the teeth
And you may case the grounds from the cascades to puget sound,
But you are not permitted to leave
I know there's a big world out there like the one i saw on the screen
In my living room late last night,
It was almost too bright to see
And i know that it's not a party if it happens every night
Pretending there's glamour and candelabra
When you're drinking by candlelight
What does it take to get a drink in this place?
What does it take, how long must i wait?" -ps
last night was shit soaked in bile. people suck. i just try to have a good time and allow others to do the same. some people just have to be bitches and make you feel bad. so you turn to a homie and they make you feel bad too. and then you wake up and find yourself being mauled by a boy who was definitely not there when you passed out.
jesus christ i hate girls. i fucking hate my gender. i reject it. i'm not like that and i'm really, really glad. i can't stand that shit. if i lose a bro here and there because i don't play these fuckin games, so be it. that's not much of a bro anyway.
i fucking miss my friends back home.
and now it's time for the good ole diaryland/lj/myspace TOP TEN OR SO REASONS TO LIVE!
*strength in solitude*
getting buff so i can whip stupid bitches
good reading material
international cuisine
future pet tiger
making amends with god and the past and those responsible
drinking games
And these people aren't your friends
Inhaling thrills through $20 bills
And the tumblers are drained and then flooded again
And again
there's guards at the on ramps armed to the teeth
And you may case the grounds from the cascades to puget sound,
But you are not permitted to leave
I know there's a big world out there like the one i saw on the screen
In my living room late last night,
It was almost too bright to see
And i know that it's not a party if it happens every night
Pretending there's glamour and candelabra
When you're drinking by candlelight
What does it take to get a drink in this place?
What does it take, how long must i wait?" -ps
last night was shit soaked in bile. people suck. i just try to have a good time and allow others to do the same. some people just have to be bitches and make you feel bad. so you turn to a homie and they make you feel bad too. and then you wake up and find yourself being mauled by a boy who was definitely not there when you passed out.
jesus christ i hate girls. i fucking hate my gender. i reject it. i'm not like that and i'm really, really glad. i can't stand that shit. if i lose a bro here and there because i don't play these fuckin games, so be it. that's not much of a bro anyway.
i fucking miss my friends back home.
and now it's time for the good ole diaryland/lj/myspace TOP TEN OR SO REASONS TO LIVE!
*strength in solitude*
getting buff so i can whip stupid bitches
good reading material
international cuisine
future pet tiger
making amends with god and the past and those responsible
drinking games