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[less_thn_three]

today i felt useless. i changed from last year and im starting to think that im just a joke.. how can i fool everyone els eif i cant fool myslef. whats the deal with makeup. it only covers what you really look like. it masks who you really are. my clothes are different and people who talked to me last year dont anymore.. thats wack. wiggity wack. not just regular type. i mean just cuz i wear clown shoes and liederhosen and angel wings and tool belts and stuff doesnt mean my personality has changed. what is this world coming to. everyone in sparta wants to be emo. so do i. maybe i should start listening to bands that no one else has heard of. i don teven care if theyre bad. my favorite pen ran out today. it was black. i think if i coudl see my heart it woudl beb lack too. i was really sad cuz now i have nothing to write my poetry with. i mean yes there are other pens but they just arent the same. i dont know if ill be able to write again for a long time. its like a boyfriend that dumped me or something. gone because i loved him too much...

i wish i had a room in my house
a special room for an ogre to live in
i hope itll smell like flesh and be laced with bones
of all the people i fed to it
id take you to my house and give you a tour
and when we walk up and down the halls wed stop
and youd reach for the handle of the specual door
and i could say
"dont go in there"