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[February 3rd, 2006] |
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I have to block out thoughts of you so I don’t lose my head They crawl in like a cockroach leaving babies in my bed Dropping little reels of tape to remind me that I’m alone Playing movies in my head that make a porno feel like home There's a burning in my pride, a nervous bleeding in my brain An ounce of peace is all I want for you. will you never call again? And will you never say you that love me just to put in my face? And will you never try to reach me? it is I that wanted space
Hate me today Hate me tomorrow Hate me so you can finally see what’s good for you
I’m sober now for 5 whole months it’s one accomplishment that you helped me with The one thing that always tore us apart is the one thing I won’t touch again And in a sick way I want to thank you for holding my head up late at night While I was busy waging wars on myself, you were trying to stop the fight You never doubted my warped opinions on things like suicidal hate You made me compliment myself when it was way too hard to take So I’ll drive so fucking far away that I never cross your mind And do whatever it takes in your heart to leave me behind
Hate me today Hate me tomorrow Hate me for all the things I didn’t do for you
Hate me in ways Yeah ways hard to swallow Hate me so you can finally see what’s good for you
And with a sad heart I say bye to you and wave Kicking shadows on the street for every mistake that I had made And like a baby boy I never was a man Until I saw your blue eyes bright and I held your face in my hand And then fell down yelling “make it go away!” Just make a smile come back and shine just like is used to be And then she whispered “how can you do this to me?”
Hate me today Hate me tomorrow Hate me for all the things I didn’t do for you
Hate me in ways Yeah ways hard to swallow Hate me so you can finally see what’s good for you
so today is my birthday, stoop party tonight at 8.
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[January 30th, 2006] |
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talking to me in the night i answer with my insomnia paranoia has put a hard shine in my eyes i mix humor with my fury efficiency with my alienation beauty with my rage the rising sun is my silent battle cry exhaustion is my victory death is that which i measure myself by i acknowledge no peer or ally and the definition of absolute power my path is clear and laid out before me the wind rushed past me i dream of empty desert landscapes
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[January 30th, 2006] |
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i'll be all thats bad, and you can be all that's good. Would that make you happy? You could be right all the time, and i would be wrong all the time. The only rule is you are not allowed to try and rehabilitate me in any way. You are not allowed to make me yours. You are not allowed to make me become like you. Can you deal with that? Save your breath. Theres nothing to fear, just stay dead baby. i'm selfish sometimes, but its going to change. just forget how i've treated you.
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[January 29th, 2006] |
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thursday-saturday was absolute reefer madness
this coming up friday(feb 3rd)-is my 17th b-day and stpete hookah bar
next friday-saturday (feb 10th-11th)-is my 17th bday PARTY, kegger at the hotel, i'm thinking 2$ head charge for anyone who shows,inless your my close friends, directions and further adjusments will be released when its time.
following friday- dominique moves in with me!
:)
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[January 16th, 2006] |
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( friday )
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