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Why is it that everything I love either is blatantly nonrequitous or it dies? I don't understand why the things i choose to lean on are always destroyed by circumstance. You know, it's bad enough that I don't like who I am normally. But it is very hard for me to do this and my little refuge is important. Why is it when I need them the most they are ripped away from me?

I hope I never fucking love anything else as long as I live.

Goddamn everything.

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keeblerjesus
May. 4th, 2003 03:32 am (UTC)
*blink* *blink*
mi6300m
May. 4th, 2003 03:58 am (UTC)
Uhmmm....
Dare I ask what happenend?
jesus_h_biscuit
May. 4th, 2003 01:30 pm (UTC)
"Those who dance are considered insane by those who cannot hear the music"

- Anonymous

In death, the body of work left behind is not just art, but art precious beyond measure. Remember what I told you, okay?
tiredofdreaming
May. 4th, 2003 06:18 pm (UTC)
I love you, Renea! And I'm coming closer! :)
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you stupid republican bitch
lolasenvy
Currently dashing the hopes of my parents.

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