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[therazorsedge]

It all just makes me so damn nauseous. I'll see that spaghetti from dinner soon.

Somebody stop me.

I need...
50 angel food cakes
Tom Hanks
a computer virus to eat up the internet
a switchblade
my Bright Eyes ticket
a new heart
my old heart
*your heart*
to run away
to run to you
to talk
to be quiet
to tell how I feel
to keep it all inside
a present
my birthday
a hug
a kiss
love
you
love from you
love from myself
a time machine
my life back

Be nice to me. Talk to me. Be my Tom Hanks again.



I had those pretty words for this entry. And then I choked on them and vomited up every emotion of the rainbow.

I think I am going to go for a walk outside and scream in the streets about being such a dumbass.



Wham bam!

Without respect "I love you" is fucking bullshit.

Gretta said FUCK!!!

There is not a damn reason I should feel the way I do.
I'm sweet. I'm loyal. I give a damn about people's feelings.

**And if you a person inclined to think that this is all about you, there's more to it than that. It's for everyone that treats me like a charity or a fool. Not every post is about you.**

That felt good. I needed that. .But I love each and every one of you. I mean that. Do you?

Thank you and goodnight.