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| 08:47pm 31/01/2004 |
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Alright kids. I'm tired of this journal. So add my new one: ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) waronthestreets |
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| 02:11pm 21/01/2004 |
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Join Steve's community. you know you want to.
Fuck You Fuck Me |
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| 01:08am 16/01/2004 |
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this is friends only, you cunts. it has been for awhile. leave one and ill add you....
.... maybe. |
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| not to be removed except by end user. |
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| 09:36pm 08/12/2003 |
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mood:  drained music: bb king and eric clapton - 3 o'clock blues
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i think the only reason why i hate you, is because i know that i dont at all. i hate the fact that i still care about you this much. and i probably always will. |
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| traitor. |
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| 11:55am 07/12/2003 |
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mood:  pissed off music: oxblood - our colors
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fuck you for thinking that those things are getting in the way. im sure they have something to do with it, but fuck you anyway. and fuck you for always talking shit about me "behind my back" even though im standing right by you. you just never even notice me at all.
and fuck you, asshole, for putting bleach in the washer and ruining my clothes.
and fuck you too. yeah you. for making me think that i have someone to confide in. it was nothing. and it didnt mean anything. and everything was one big fucking lie to make me more miserable in the end. i hate you.
fuck everyone and everything. im tired of giving a shit when others dont. so fuck you all. |
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| 12:28pm 06/12/2003 |
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mood:  dirty music: the blood - stark raving normal
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LIME TUNA CHRISTMAS.
because Stanley Steamer says so, bitch.
( boredom will be the death of me ) |
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| 05:13pm 05/12/2003 |
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.. well Bitty fixed her with a belt and a gun.. and left her sprawling on the floor.
(they actually say bitty in the song. go figure. its about fights, funerals and whiskey. how ironic that my name is in the song) |
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| 01:57pm 05/12/2003 |
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mood:  blah music: NY rel-x - shes got a gun
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i miss great granda mary. i miss her making kotlet schabowy and drinking zubrowka.
if any of you ever go to poland, drink zubrowka (polish vodka. it has a special kind of longleaf grass in it to make it green and give it a unique flavor). or if you like beer better try tyskie.
sigh. i miss so many peple right now.
i wish i had someone to give a hug.
punk fest is tomarrow. brandon isnt coming up. i dont know about the other kids from GA that were going to. i think april is going, but im not sure. i bet dustin will call me tonight or tomarrow or something about it.
bleh..
cheers fuckers. |
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| fucking twat waffle. |
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| 09:46pm 04/12/2003 |
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mood: pissed off music: the tossers - drunk or sober
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i fucking hate you. you're the epitome of everything i hate. youre a junkie. youre a hypocrite. youre ignorant as fuck. you're stupid. you're boring. you're a try hard. A HUGE FUCKING TRY HARD. you take things too personally. you cant fucking accept constructive criticism at all. fuck you for getting all your queer little friends to try to hurt me over the internet. you know where i live, cunt. show up at my house and say all that shit to my face, and see if you ever talk shit about me again.
fuck you too, you fucking queer. youre in a shitty band, you junkie peice of shit.. your girlfriend is a whore and everyone knows it. nobody likes you. i hope you really do kill yourself. one less moron i have to deal with.
and as for you, you fucking hippie peice of shit. i hope you get AIDS, you fucking slut... i regret ever even making you think i like you. im glad you dont fucking talk to me anymore.
i dont like any of you. its a shame none of you realize that. it's not like i give you a reason to make you think i DO like you.
fuck off and die. |
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| 03:35pm 04/12/2003 |
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mood: in pain. bad. music: the tossers
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and it hurts so bad that i just cant feel.....
i feel nothing, i feel nothing drunk or sober.
the tossers rule. the end. |
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| irish coffee is the best. |
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| 09:55am 04/12/2003 |
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mood: pissed off music: combat 84 - rapist
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fucking shit.. its quarter to 10 in the morning. i didnt sleep until dawn because i was thinking about things that depressed the shit out of me.
i hate you. and i hate the way you throw everything i do or say back in my face, and then you flip out at me when i fight back. you have nothing better to do then to sit and bitch at me for "not doing anything with my life", yet here you are, 45 years old and you cant even hold a job for more then 5 days. yeah. thats what i thought. fuck off and die. i dont care about you and i never will. the only reason why i stick around is to finish school. and i hope you know that once im done with it, im leaving. i dont know where im going.. but thats besides the point..
oh i also found a squat down here. well, i didnt find it, dave showed it to me. its under part of the bridges where the highway crosses over the other one.
punk fest this weekend. it should be good. i hope the kids from georgia come up. i think brandon is. too bad dave cant go to it. oh god, im going to have to see dustin. fuck. oh well. hopefully i wont be shit faced.
i think im sick. my throat hurts really bad and i keep coughing. plus it doesnt help that i never get any sleep anymore because im up all night waiting around for/talking to people. god dammit. |
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| so... very... cold... |
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| 10:43pm 03/12/2003 |
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mood:  content music: the tossers
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so today wasnt so bad, i guess. hung out with dave. he's always fun to hang out with. i wish i could drive. or that he was closer. or.. something. we have fun times. i feel bad cause he always has to come get me and take me home. oh well i guess. he doesnt mind too much, so whatever.
i wish kiszka was around. i wanna talk to him. i miss him. but i wasnt on earlier and he left or something. sigh. i hope he comes on soon.
anyway, i talked to julie for a long time today on the phone. i miss her so much. i really need to get the fuck out of here. i hate TN and everything about it. ehh fuck it. ill move to GA. hahahahahaha.
cheers, fuckers. |
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| sassiness. |
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| 11:08pm 02/12/2003 |
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mood: content music: cyndi lauper - girls just wanna have fun
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trips to walmart = new make up for me.
and yes, my bedroom walls are bright red. like the color of the lipstick.
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| fuck you. die. |
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| 08:28pm 02/12/2003 |
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mood: angry music: cockney rejects - flares n' slippers
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i fucking hate you. youre nothing but a whiney little cunt. nobody cares about you and how "miserable your life is." try spending a day in my life, or someone else's life that you know. you wouldnt make it. youre the epitome of everything i hate most about people. fuck you. i hope you die, you fucking douchebag. |
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| brown sugar. |
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| 06:53pm 01/12/2003 |
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mood: indifferent music: rolling stones - brown sugar
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sometimes i wonder if you really care as much as you say you do now. sometimes i wonder if you care at all because ususally you dont show it. you did before.. more so then you do now.
im fucking starving.
and i fucking hate algebra 2. |
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| stolen from nicole's journal. |
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| 01:00pm 01/12/2003 |
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mood:  blank
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Post anything that you want (in comments), and post it anonymously. Anything. A story, a secret, a confession, a fear, a love -- anything. Be sure to post anonymously and honestly. Post twice if you'd like. Then, put this in your LJ to see what your friends have to say. |
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| boredom can suck my cock. |
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| 10:56pm 30/11/2003 |
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mood:  crappy music: the movie ghost on tv
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 | The Big Five Personality Test | | Extroverted | |||||||||| | 36% | | Introverted | |||||||||||||||| | 64% | | Friendly | |||||||||| | 40% | | Aggressive | |||||||||||||| | 60% | | Orderly | |||||||||||| | 44% | | Disorderly | |||||||||||||| | 56% | | Relaxed | |||||||||||| | 44% | | Emotional | |||||||||||||| | 56% | | Openminded | |||||||||||||||| | 68% | | Closeminded | |||||||||| | 32% | Take Free Big 5 Personality Test
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Openmindedness results were moderately high which suggests you are creative, original, curious, imaginative but possibly not very practical. |
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| 12:56pm 30/11/2003 |
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mood: gloomy music: peter and the test tube babies - banned from the pub
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i dont know what hurts more-
having you, but not having you here...
or not having you at all.
i wonder if i'm still your #1. cause you're still mine. |
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| 11:30am 30/11/2003 |
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mood: depressed music: something shitty my brother is listening to
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| fhdsjklhalleus |
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| 02:33am 30/11/2003 |
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mood: crushed music: some irish song in this irish movie on tv.
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so much for my plan to lay off the booze. |
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