| .was it a lie?. |
[16 Sep 2002|05:08pm] |
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bright eyes::sunrise sunset |
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so.
a great day.
but.
YOU DON'T WANNA HEAR ABOUT IT.
OH. SO YOU DO?
WELL IF YOU INSIST.
so.
Nikki. (duh.)
we were at our usual lunch place.
talking.
and. i don't know.
she asked me if i bought my clothes at thrifty places,
and i was like yeah, some, but i don't know of any kewl places around here, i got these in Fresno and such.
and she was like, well, have you been to Berkeley?
and i was like, yeah, my brother goes to school there.
and she was like cool.
and she was like, do you go there a lot?
and i'm like, yeah, i did a bit over the summer.
BUT REALLY ONLY TO GET STONED.
and she's like sort of laughing.
andso we get on that topic, and she's like, yeah.
and so then we go walking around looking for some nice guy called by the name Warren, and we can't find him, and she's so great, AND NOW I HAVE FRIENDS YAY.
i'm such a fucking dork.
please.
shoot me.
right.
now.
and then we talked in Latin and such.
i failed my quiz.
but duh.
and she's so pretty.
and she has the best stomach.
and she said a group of girls were ugly because they had make-up plastered all over their faces and i suddenly felt awkward because of my bright lipstick, but that's okay because she still talks to me.
THIS IS GOING TO END UP BEING CHARLIE-ESQUE.
i'm going to make friends with all these effin' seniors, and then have no friends all over again next year.
KILLKAY?
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To Oz: 3 cowards - follow the yellow-brick road.
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| .i love my little Curtis. |
[15 Sep 2002|12:10pm] |
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aha. |
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curtis messer::frayed. |
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Amscre (12:02:20 PM): Top of the morning to you.
Auto response from xx liar (12:02:21 PM): and then Little Mary had to start over again.
Amscre (12:03:11 PM): Is Mary trying to concieve another Jesus?
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To Oz: 4 cowards - follow the yellow-brick road.
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| .that day in my life. |
[14 Sep 2002|12:14pm] |
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terrible. |
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frank sinatra::i've got the world on a string |
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i'm really sad.
i don't want to leave here, my mom's, tomorrow.
this isn't fair.
i have to wait 'til this school year is over.
THIS IS NOT FAIR.
if my dad cared any about my health and my well-being, he'd prove it by letting me move back.
WHY DOES HE HAVE TO ALLOW ME?
I DO HATE HIM.
I DO.
i hate that i have no friends.
i hate that almost as much as i hate him.
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To Oz: 3 cowards - follow the yellow-brick road.
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| .when masturbation's lost its fun, you're fucking breaking. |
[13 Sep 2002|08:21pm] |
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gfdghdfjhdf. |
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lalala. |
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oh, i almost forgot to mention.
last night, i had to stop myself from thinking about Mr. Hoffman, my Latin teacher <3.
sick, i know.
i'm just kidding. i could neverever masturbate to a teacher. um. yeah. i mean, horses and big-titted blondes are okay, but my Latin teacher? nah ah.
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To Oz: follow the yellow-brick road.
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| .i wanna be sedated. |
[13 Sep 2002|08:15pm] |
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bad. |
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nirvana::polly. |
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so, i'm at my mom's house.
in Fresno.
this makes me unbelieveably sad.
i wish i could stay here.
i changed my aim name to xxliar.
im me.
i'm bored.
do it.
right now.
i had a bad day at school. i started crying in my first period class, earth&space, and had to excuse myself. it was bad.
and during pe, i left and cried in the girls' locker room, again, because i suck.
i hate myself.
i'm so stupid.
i should have never moved here.
i keep turning around and seeing things i wish were now.
but i know they won't be.
but i dwell on them anyway.
why?
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To Oz: follow the yellow-brick road.
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