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Mar 20, 2007 16:23

you'd think my name tasted like coke, the way you can't keep outta your fucking mouth. go ahead and catch your fucking breath. don't stutter when you speak keep your lies down your throat and your tongue in your fucking cheek ( Read more... )

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hellloshittty March 20 2007, 21:39:56 UTC
this entry reminds me of that song by suicide file

You are who you fuck, or so I am told
In this miserable city, where status is gold
I've seen shit-eating people who claw their way up
Looking for the acceptance that they never got
It's all about winning the meat market games
Among all the rejects, dropouts and fakes
Did everyone give you the attention you seek
Who's arm are you draped on this fucking week
Trophy boys and trohpy girls
Go fuck yourself, I hate your world
Fair-weather friends are keeping score
Name dropper, name fucker
You're a fucking whore

tehehehehhe yayayayyaya i love youuuu

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xhowstarsbleedx March 20 2007, 21:48:54 UTC
hahahaha
its the fuckin truth!!!
suicide file is the dankness

i fucking imed you to see if you wanted to come ride a bike...
i miss you!!!

bailer!!!

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yourwastedyouth March 21 2007, 13:14:17 UTC
I just wanna yell at people down 1st street.

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