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i think this is goodbye [18 Feb 2004|11:24pm] Auto response from shelterfromcold6: and to think...  5 hours ago i had the belt around my neck,  why did'nt i just do it then... some one please do me two favors before i go... find Janine tell her ill be waiting... jan.7 and sept. 20 bless dorina!     goodnight god... i know ill never see you again!   i guess i had a reason to be so scared of love -relieved- post comment

i think i love him too much [18 Feb 2004|10:39pm] she wants to take a "walk" hes too nice to say no! he aggrees!! they walk! [i know shes prettier than me... my confidence is already shot] [dead] i wanna say goodnight. shes more important... click!... he hangs up! "i love you".. "hello..?".. "are you there?".. ...i cry... -hurt- 2 comments|post comment

MAURIN QUINA LE PUY [17 Feb 2004|11:59pm] hey baby... lets make out... and then... ill tell you how... your ass looks like two finely packed... bags of sugar.. o0ohh baby... and let me just say i have a "hell of" a sweet tooth!! .[..cunt..]. 2 comments|post comment

you might think [17 Feb 2004|11:57pm] You might think... but i duobt it! i heart nicholas post comment

I said Canyon Lake BITCH [17 Feb 2004|11:51pm] [Error: Irreparable invalid markup ('<img http://dancing.jpg>') in entry. Owner must fix manually. Raw contents below.] <img http://dancing.jpg> post comment

canyon lake baby [17 Feb 2004|11:29pm] post comment

Brittany Brittany Brittany [17 Feb 2004|10:12pm] [ mood | horny ] [ music | unseen ] britt... she makes me happy... were going to prom together! and were gunna DO IT... in a hotel!!       even though shes a "born again virgin"... <3... ur. slutty. superstar! 2 comments|post comment

shit hoe [17 Feb 2004|12:12pm] 2 days... 8 entries... SHIT HOE!!! im damn good! bite.my.clit. post comment

bleessed by a bulet [17 Feb 2004|12:06pm] Forgive me father for i am sin.. Sick and tired of living this lie.. Ive come to believe that this is my fate.. Chasing my dreams will lead me only to dead ends.. In this futureless world.. I have surendered fallen to my kneels.. A failure.. This war between Life or Freedom.. Death or Torture.. I can't be your soldier of misfortune any longer.. My faith doesnt rest in any diety, no messiahs.. I put my heart an soul into the demise of this world.. Wanting nothing more then a plauge to sweep these lands.. I want to witness the birth of peace, the death of chaos.. But i know this can never be.. So i ask you to bless this bullet.. To fly straight an true.. Hit its mark with a burning percision.. I would be free before the shell hits the dirt.. I am my own person.. A book shall not tell me otherwise.. To each his own poison on which to thrive upon.. But to each it shall stay, dont force feed it down my throat.. I believe in what my eyes show me, an not otherwise Untill the day you prove me wrong, you have no right to preach.. I can live on my own two feet, no corrupt system can save me.. Show me the right.. Bring me the light.. I spent far to much life wasting looking for a sign.. That prayers would be answered.. A miracle would occur, i would be forgiven.. Never a sign, a clue, nothing.. Take matters into my own hands.. Put my trust into this.. Blessed Bullet.. 2 comments|post comment

you [17 Feb 2004|12:05pm] ...[side note]... this is written for someone, theyll know who they are.. because i rarely write anything for people.. but i needed to let some things out and i think this is the easiest way for me to do that... yeah.. [end side note]... Our weakness brings us closer to this.. Flawless emotions built up resistant walls.. Time has come to forsaken the ones.. Who take joy in destroying our dream.. Persicution and exile are fuel to fire.. The flames that rage in our hearts.. We fall deeper past the lines of judement.. Wounds and fractures healed with death.. Of all the meaningless baggage we dropped.. Forgotten in this fixation on each other.. Visions of the same life shine in our eyes.. A glimpse of what shall be obtained if only.. We keep fighting this war together no one.. Can push us down if we keep grasp of this.. We shall flourish in a world without hope.. In darkness we shall strive to go unseen.. Forever will seem like tomorrow.. Just another piece of the puzzle we live.. XoX.barbiee.XoX post comment

some.drama.queens.have.dicks. [17 Feb 2004|12:02pm] Give it up.. Your words are fading.. How many times can you scream wolf.. Before we all lock you out in the cold.. Empty suicide threats.. Cut your skin.. You bleed sympathy cries.. Hollow words.. You quote a book as false as the rest.. You are your own god.. This is what youd say to us.. Over and over.. The only god you serve.. You snort through your nose or inhale.. You feel your soul burning yet.. Tell me.. Is this what makes you happy.. We could never understand could we.. We would never know what its like.. To be depressed.. To feel betrayed.. Pity pity.. Theres only one to blame.. Mirror images hold the key to understanding.. Tell me again.. Whered five years go.. Did they disapear.. Along with everyone who cared.. Take a good long look.. At where you stand.. Before you make any comment.. About my life and who i am.. When you never knew who you were.. Youre a rockstar now.. Dreams come true.. But for who.. Give it up.. Youll always be everyone wrapped.. Into one abyss of lies... The cost of popularity.. The cost of sanity.. You chose a long time ago post comment

-killing-kupid- [17 Feb 2004|12:01pm] Will you.. Hold my hand.. If im bleeding.. When im dying.. Forever.. In your arms.. We can trace.. Razorblade scars.. And rip apart the stars.. We could rule.. The heavens.. If we could ever.. Find the light.. At the end of the tunnel.. post comment

...and i created her [17 Feb 2004|11:46am] [ mood | accomplished ] [ music | straylight run ] This is how i spend my day... I bite the bullet... Im blown away... i stitch my lips shut... but i hear you say... WHY WONT YOUR SCARS JUST GO AWAY... in his abscense, i'll be god today... unto my love... we'll seize the day... With shotgun shells i gave you lips... and razorblades for lovely hips... Bows to wear on both your wrists... and tears that blanket the world in mist... I made you hair from the finest rope... and a heart so black that god lost hope... with 1000 toothpicks i gave you ribs... to keep you fragile (like my limbs) i put papercuts on your fingertips... to smear my cheeks everytime we kiss... I carve my name between your breasts... so you feel my burden upon your chest... I will sculpt you wings from the finest stone... and you'll feel the weight to fly alone... Solid steel to build your spine... so you cant hunch over as we sip our wine... it would be love at forst sight... if i had given you eyes... but who needs sight... there would be no suprise... As my queen i shall keep you... we shall live in endless rein... but i bite the bullet one last time... so you could have a taste of pain... Dont be ignorant... im not som crazy dyke... think more... read btwn the lines... [heart] your.PORCELEAN.pr0stitut3 post comment

-love injection- [17 Feb 2004|11:27am] roses are dead violets are too you may not want me but i'll always want you my heart is somewhere else...it's flying and i'm falling can't say i like it and i won't agree that i hate it right now i'm not sure where i stand i'll keep dreaming that my face is pretty like those girls on the magazines and i'll keep throwing everything up just to be THAT skinny...nothing else is working what do you say when they tell you 'it's never going to be good enough but you should still try'? that's a motivation crusher...how can you expect anyone to carry on? i couldn't nor could they so i'm not sure that i'm going to 'try' for their sake. everythings falling from the sky on my head and into my lap what happens from here on out is not up to me but it's up to you...help me out and maybe i'll kiss your toes who do i love this time? i'll just admit i was wrong in thinking you actually touched me that way...sorry it was all a lie... [HEART..bulimic.whore.face.] post comment

love/ gasoline [17 Feb 2004|09:59am] music plays in the backround as i paint my nails. drifting in and ouit of conciousness and smelling of suicide... playing with dried petals and pressing death into my white cheeck, licking the sharp edges of tragedy and understanding the true meaning of...the middle...its what i like but, what do i love?! those black X's on the calendar cause a violent reaction [something inside me]... days and weeks just melt into the universe... and i am only one person. there are a million other souls wishing to die, wishing for another chancefar from where they were ripped from the wombs... its just one moment thrown across the world, infecting everywhere, and anything around... its another form of morbid beauty... its life! my wrist against glass... Forgett the past... [heartCUNT] post comment

.[..kiss.my.razor..]. [16 Feb 2004|11:17pm] [ mood | .dead.drained.dull. ] [ music | sUbLiMe ] Why Do Numbers Affect My Slumber I scream for melatonin just to lull myself to sleep I beg the constellations while i count a thousand sheep A ruby laceration and your stomachs all i keep To watch you fall to watch you crawl starving while you weep I burn my bridges and sewn my stitches on my own from the start My charisma burns like razorblades and they say i have no heart Tell me a blind man dreams and i swear those words would sell and how a deaf man hears me scream when my throat just scars and swells I always swore on grandmas grave that I would find stable ground But now i know that grandmas grave is six feet underground A memory you should keep of me until the day you die how beautiful mascara ran when you'd see me cry I pray for melatonin so that i may finally sleep And if i have to count one more i will kill that fucking sheep Fractured fractions meet unsatisfactions my tumors attractions a vantriliquists actions My lombs burden twine so i wont falter stance its so close to midnight and its midnight we dance your lips now bare weight i can give you a name your a fuck film harlot now drown in your shame In trials and tribulations and lower arm mutilation my plane crashes like a constellation i smile and yell FINAL DESTINATION My melatonin depleted and i drift off to sleep the best lesson learned is that god hates black sheep post comment

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