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Friday, July 31, 2009


im tired. exhausted. everything is just so fucked up. whats all this about. come to think of it. im seriously one that cant deal with my own feelings, to start things off i dont even know wth is wrong with my feelings in the first place. self blame. self torture session. man its taking long. holding on to the pressure aint exactly my forte. somebody tell me what i can do to my fucking life now. i fell like some punk with nothing better to do with my fucking life. knn.



DISTANCE IS THE ONLY WAY TO LONG FOR YOUR EXISTENCE.
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IT FEELS LIKE THE OLD TIMES- MYSTERIOUS, THRILLING & EXCITING, I LIKE IT LIKE THAT.