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Beauty. Failed. Us.

man...i havent had 2 good of a week...thanks kristin. i like the way it is...& thanks for listenin 2 all my probs...ur the easiest to tell them to...

hmm well for anyone who reads this, i'm gonna post my profile...cuz i think it explains alot..maybe

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9.5.03

i obviously hate everyone. i would laugh but it hurts 2 much. could u leave me alone while i cry, stop for a minute while i get strength 2 go on hiding it? but u obviously dont care.

on sleepless roads the sleepless go.may angels lead you in.

but these grass stains on my knees they wont mean a thing

close lipped another goodnight kiss is robbed of all its passion

making up a history its nothing from the life u lead but man will they buy all ur lies

we're not 21 but the sooner we r the sooner the fun will begin
so get out ur fake eyelashes
& fake ids
& real disasters ensue
its cool 2 take these chances.
its cool 2 fake romances
& grow up fast

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well now maybe i should explain it all...i'm sick...absolutely sick. of everything. i really dont care what happens anymore. at all. well i do. & its the only thing i'm afraid of. well now at least. i'm afraid to tell Rolf...cuz if i tell him, its like admitting i've changed. and he will a) accept it or b) completely hate it & ::poof:: hes gone... & i cant deal with b...so i dont tell him & i know thats gotta hurt him too cuz i'm not giving him the chance to help...but i couldnt stand him gone...its like, hes the one thing that heals me..just when hes holding me. but its like we dont ever have enough time to get all the way healed. or even partially...maybe now though...either thank god for instant messages or may he smite them....


why be happy... when there is nuthing to be happy about?
why smile when theres nuthin to smile about?
from kimmies pro...its says alot i suppose...


i'm tellin him some of it. but its kinda hard to tell him the whole thing. cuz i dont even know how all that goes...

i really dont want my mom to know. & i dont know why. but i dont. because it'd be like admitting defeat to her. & then we'll spend millions of dollars on therapy that wont work & temporary medications that arent worth it. i dont want to be like this. i really dont. i wish it would all go away.
but y me? y did it happen to me? i mean, i read the bible every night. i pray mainly for others and for a few selfish needs but i'm human, sue me. i'm trying to love my enemies & i'm working on making the bible a part of me. i'm decent to others and i've cut down on the gossip. i'm working on my dream, i'm making grades any parent (cept mine & goodreaus) would be amazed by. i practice excellent citizenship. my teachers love me. i could literally be almost anything i wanted to be in ANY price range. parents love me (i didnt say mine). i'm a cheerleader, a flute player, NJHS member, the principals only know my name because of all the extracurricular stuff i do. i've never in my life gotten a detention. i write poetry people enjoy. i try to preserve nature, i go on mission trips, i'm an activist at church & out, a friend to the ones who need them, nice to (mostly) everyone. i serve justice & resist evil even if i give in a few times. i was by no means a perfect person, but i was a good one. why do i get set off the path? why? is this just one big test for me? because this is the hardest one ever & i dont know if i'll pass.

hell my boyfriends in love with me & i love him & hes trying his best to help, i have friends who would practically storm me if i told them i needed help. why do i get this dumped on me? i didnt pass around karma this bad did i???


chenkokpchenko: and if you ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever need to talk
chenkokpchenko: just call me. whatver time.
chenkokpchenko: call.

Punkmonkeysuncle: well... can I help with anything?

how the fu ck do you have a bad time with friends like that? explain it to me....cuz i sure cant..well its late & a shower is still needed.. later

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