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today has been just one of those days, where you say why even try to live anymore? i live as if im dying anyways. Im just so depressed and i went on this like 4326768 hour walk i have to say i walked all through the ghetto and up to the hospital... far walking huh? i tried to clear my mind and it just made things alot worse. i just dont know what to do with myself. i have been waiting for a good day for a long time and it has yet to come and i can not overcome this feeling and im not used to it. but thanks to all my wonderful friends who have been here for me for so many years. and thanks to the ones which have slowly faded away and changed and the time has ran through the hourglass. you never realize what you have until its gone, and thats the part about life which i can never cope with.
"Out of the box, out of the kitchen.
Out of the world she's grown so fearful of.
I don't ever want to see you again.
I don't ever want to see you again, my friend.
This is the end.
Out of the house, she grabs the keys, runs for the hills and doesn't leave a letter.
That way the impact will be much better.
Away from the man that she's grown so fearful of.
I don't ever want to see you again.
Why, oh why do you wear sunglasses in the home when the sun went out about an hour ago?
Life should not be that way.
Always up or down, never down and out.
You dream of demons while you sleep that make you stutter when you speak.
Speak now or forever hold your peace in pieces.
Now that I'm grown I've seen marriages fall to pieces.
Now that I'm grown I've seen friendships fall to pieces.
Weekend warriors, and our best friends.
The writers weren't kidding about how all good things must end.
Then again some things are far too good to go ahead and let go. Always up or down, never down and out.
You dream of demons while you sleep that make you stutter when you speak.
Speak now or forever hold your peace.We won't forget Tony or Johnny.
No matter how they miss us they still wish us the best on the road.
Garrett took a plane to Paris, France.
Now he's cooking up entrees for the pretty, pretty French girls.
Bookends, Blue and Clarity, to The Wall and Grace.
Darkside, Wish and a toast to the late Figure 8.Weekend warriors and our best friends.
The writers weren't kidding about the good things will live in our hearts. Always up or down, never down and out.
You dream of demons while you sleep that make you stutter when you speak.
Speak now or forever hold your peace in pieces."