| Happy Haloween |
[31 Oct 2006|07:25am] |
Pursue your dream as an alteration shop owner or start one at home. Be known as a skillful seamstress who can fix and mend any clothing problems. Be appreciated as a skillful craftsperson who knows how to makeover a piece of old garment and make it wearable again. Enjoy the freedom of having your own business with only minimal setup expenses.
Sign me up mother fucker.
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[22 Sep 2006|12:24pm] |
man, lifes hard. very hard.
fuck the sticks in the wheels. grind it out. get moving.
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[15 Sep 2006|02:27pm] |
i really feel like im loseing it only SOMETIMES. its always triggered which makes me realise my stress is really just like my panic attacks. if i can avoid that which triggers the stress than i can over come it.
why wont you just leave me alone?
i love my husband, he is my sanity. i feel so close to him lately, and i love him so much. this will be a good year for us.
im not gonna have kids ever, since thats out of the way, were truckin.
now if i can choke a few chickens out of the picture, ill be even better.
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[01 Sep 2006|08:30am] |
AT WAR WITH MYSELF.
BE BACK WITH SANITY.
PLEASE SEND MORE DRUGS.
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[01 Sep 2006|08:08am] |
such a joke. i hate myself. and life.
Manic depression is touching my soul I know what I want but I just dont know How to, go about gettin it Feeling sweet feeling, Drops from my fingers, fingers Manic depression is catchin my soul
Woman so weary, the sweet cause in vain You make love, you break love Its all the same When its, when its over, mama Music, sweet music I wish I could caress, caress, caress Manic depression is a frustrating mess
Well, I think Ill go turn myself off, And go on down All the way down Really aint no use in me hanging around In your kinda scene
Music, sweet music I wish I could caress, caress, caress Manic depression is a frustrating mess
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[28 Aug 2006|08:55am] |
i wanna hold my face underwater.
for a really long time.
life is a shitty mix up of up's and downs, and downs.
bound and gagged, and no one believes me.
im gonna write a book.
or a journal entry. they promised me equality. they promised her ponies. she understands. she'd understand me. so would oprah. they promised her money. not hapiness. no one wants anyone to succede at anything.
life is pointless.
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[11 Aug 2006|10:43am] |
super hermit wants to move with him.
alex is more into it than I am.
mike, and andrew? Two best friends Ive ever had.
gotta gotta get the fuck out of here.
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| fuck you mike, for not calling me. jerk. |
[11 Aug 2006|08:55am] |
when we stoped at the stop sign, and then advanced, five seconds slowed down into 5 minutes. I should wear a helemt when we drive. How are we not dead or injured by now? Were fucking lucky. Things that arent lucky: cars.
Fuck cars.
and fuck drama. I don't want to do it.
ive censored myself, because im not seveteen anymore. its more than that.
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| i love my husband |
[07 Aug 2006|07:46am] |
living in the woods sounds really good right now. i just wish I could escape everyone and everything. I feel like things are coming to a head and I want to bail ship.
i just want out of the life I have, with the people I live it with.
i just want to be left alone, most always.
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[04 Aug 2006|10:02am] |

everyone go to the nook on 6th ave and 57th st. amazing cafe.
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[27 Jul 2006|08:06am] |
its none of my buisness, but it makes me uncomfortable.
your gonna wake up in a bath tub, with out your hair, or your spleen.
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| Karma |
[25 Jul 2006|07:43am] |
 Richard Hatch, who won $1 million on the first season of the reality show "Survivor," has been sent to a federal prison in Oklahoma as he serves a 51-month sentence for failing to pay taxes on the $1 million he won on the debut season of "Survivor."
You wont survive prison.
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| Whatever karma I create, whether good or evil, that I shall inherit. |
[21 Jul 2006|01:13pm] |
I wish the people I cared for cared about me in the same way.
I want so badly to break myself into a million pieces so I can do what I want, and be here for everyone who needs me.
I wish I was dieing. I don't know why, but I think it'd make me feel better.
I need some Rakie.
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[14 Jul 2006|08:57am] |

This dog. And this boy.
my true best friends.
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[14 Jul 2006|08:54am] |
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whatever happens, we all know i deserve it.
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| dont move |
[14 Jul 2006|08:51am] |
It's all going to come to a head soon. Luckily Alex and I have taken percautions.
Lexapro. Zanex. Paxil.
Were pakin heat motherfuckers, and Im ready to be numb, dumb and the nicest I have ever been in my life.
6 more days till I find out what lives in my tit. Better not be cancer. Do you hear me right breast? It better not be cancer.
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[08 Jul 2006|11:02am] |
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these pepople. they know nothing. at all.
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| It's true... |
[30 Jun 2006|11:41am] |
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...I too wish to punch a baby.
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[17 Jun 2006|09:23am] |
do not be standardized or comodified.
dont reduce yourself to tits and heels. housewife doesnt have to be a demeaning term.
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