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Thursday, November 04, 2004
tyngs in me

wel...dese few daes..very confusing...very very confusing....smilin woul dtell me im fake...nt smilin tellin me im overdoin it...but...haiz..im nt askin much and i feel if i ignore itll turn less..its Like dis mnths is sooooooooooooooooooooooo fuckin shyt like fuckin asshole makin me liek sum fuckin bytch who dun even noe ward eh her fuckin probs is!!!!its already iritaytyn enuf tyngs cum and go...well, i makin ma self relax..as per normal..sumtymes i makin maslef feel ward i actualy haf but i dun haf...sumtyme si feel i gta make ma mind go burst!stop focusin..stop tynkyn...stop being soooo urgh!!!!for example...at tyme sim makin maself feel i dun haf abf but im livin ma lyfe...i haf ma frens around me but i noe dey cnt be der for me 24hrs...sumtyme si juz feel its juz me....i make ma own decisons..i make ma own stuffs..i make ma own lyfe..yu kol me stoppid den yu get lost coz its already stupid enuf dat tyng sare makin me feel dumb.clueeless,doin stoopid tyngs and being conservatoive uptite,and juz stressed up...im tynkyn.,...wen did i get reali realie reali hapie?well..c.p,yu were wrong actuali i wasnt hapie on ma birday..at tyme si feel tynsg avoin me for a reason but den..i juz happen to swallow ward fendi mite say...dun assume...but if yu dun assume ward wuld yu do wen tynsg go wrong and yu dun notice it?i mean okae i was bitten once..so i sumhw i haf ma eye peeled on tynsg..evrytyng evry small tyngs....i soo gottta tank iswandi for all dis...urgh!fuck motherfucker!i need a break...i feel like i need a break..frm evryone..juz evryone...at hme juz lock maselkf up..make me deteriorate...grow fungus on me liek a bread...mb i dun need any1...see?im nt even sure wat i want?its all maybes...maybes here maybe der...maybe ma ass!!at tyme si feel like trowin ma hp away..so absolutely no one..i mean no one cn fynd me at all!!no one......mb its me back..yu wnt fynd me sad.....


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