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im going to paris. tell me to stay. tell me you want me. and ill stay here with you. tell me anything for god's sake.

for the love of god. come on.

new tattoo,fuck yea. the first of many to completed my half sleeve. word.

talk to me boy.

feeling not so bad anymore.

detroit rock city is rad, can't sleep.

time to move on i guess. being ignored sucks.

ive lost both two so very important people to me. and i ran both of them off. time to move and ruin some more people's lifes.

no more to come.

fuck.

i don't know whats happening with my life.

a nine year old once said:

don't look back or you'll trip over whats right in front of you

i want to leave this place...aka the usa.

lets leave this place. and start again.

im not ready for this.

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