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[05 Jun 2004|09:46am] |
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mirahh. |
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wait.
they dont love you like i love you.
we have the internet back at my house so i can finally get online and such.
its a nice luxury.
ive been reading the the girl with the flammable skirt lately and i just cant get in to it. ive had multiple friends recommend it to me. but when i start reading it, my mind just wanders off. its a chore. reading shouldnt be a chore. but i mean, i got through that one atrocity of a book, angela or whatever the fuck it was called.
whatever.
rambling.
i feel so out of it.
what happened to the days of being everywhere?
listening to the newest music?
knowing what was going down at that moment?
i miss thoes days.
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[21 May 2004|08:04pm] |
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computer lab noises. |
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so if i add you.
& you get all confused, & come here to see whats up.
hi.
im just looking for new friends.
im a voyeur. i know.
want to know who i am?
yeah. well so do i.
ask me a question, & maybe i can help you out.
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[17 May 2004|02:02pm] |
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beulah - a man like me |
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i feel so much more than this town.
like i could be doing so much more somewhere else.
but here, im comfortable.
here is free.
sigh.
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[16 May 2004|07:47pm] |
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decemberists // shany for arethustra |
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a live journal, hm?
i need friends.
maybe thats what ill do tonight, now that shar. decided not to come over.
anybody want to buy me a paid account so i can actually search for friends?
yea.
i thought not.
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