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a post...without pictures of young ruffians sitting on a bus or comparisons between people whose parents shared similar faults in their genes and produced revolting children destined never to be loved-at least until they became rich.
anyway
sometimes i think it would be wonderful to be a weak minded child,who just did what he felt would please those most important in the general "scheme" of things.
i used to be like that, actually.
someone comment anonymously and tell me i still am.
and dont leave your name.
extreeeeeme.
am i the only one who is amused when people experiencing everyday,run of the mill teenage emotions turn them into "deep" posts....like they actually have an issue.
haha.
they even add song lyrics...
aaah
this post doesnt contain anything really,its just me trying to add some substance to my raaaather boring livejournal.
maybe i'll get some comments telling me to be myself.
i'm scraping together money for mass
i have nothing in my house but bread
my shoes are scuffed
my rooms a mess
my livejournal posts never follow a pattern the ones with content are just jumping from here to there
OH GOD MY LIFES A MESS.
not really,im fine.
i just crave attention.
this is why i like my cats so much.
anyway
sometimes i think it would be wonderful to be a weak minded child,who just did what he felt would please those most important in the general "scheme" of things.
i used to be like that, actually.
someone comment anonymously and tell me i still am.
and dont leave your name.
extreeeeeme.
am i the only one who is amused when people experiencing everyday,run of the mill teenage emotions turn them into "deep" posts....like they actually have an issue.
haha.
they even add song lyrics...
aaah
this post doesnt contain anything really,its just me trying to add some substance to my raaaather boring livejournal.
maybe i'll get some comments telling me to be myself.
i'm scraping together money for mass
i have nothing in my house but bread
my shoes are scuffed
my rooms a mess
my livejournal posts never follow a pattern the ones with content are just jumping from here to there
OH GOD MY LIFES A MESS.
not really,im fine.
i just crave attention.
this is why i like my cats so much.