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Aug 13, 2005 12:10

as we die.
both you and i.
with my head in my hands.
i sit and cry.

stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid

stupid stupid stupid stupid.

okay. life stucks. im leaving. this town. these people. this life. i have to get away. maybe i'll get a new cell phone. a new screen name. a new journal. a new life. you wnant to run away. so will i.

dont call me. dont IM me. i'll talk to people if i want to.

im sick of giving everything and reciving nothing.

im sick of it all.
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