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ahhhhh

i fucking hate you. i fucking hate myself. kill me. kill you. die. go away....

hate
fear
sadness
crying
take me away from here
killing
dying
bleeding
screaming
this is what i wish to deliver
my HATE is neverENDING
FUCKING HATE ME like i FUCKING hate
MYSELF
I
WANT
TO
DIE!!!!!!!!!


shit

take me away

i sit here

surrounded by darkness

the only light, a small black candle

representing the blackness of my heart

and the fire of my hate.

it is cold

quiet,

lonely...

The only thoughts are of hate, how everyone hurt me

how everyone beat me down, how everyone broke me

how i learned to hate love...

i close my eyes and take a deep breath, then reach

for the object of my deepest love.

candle light dances across my room, reflected by the silver

dagger...by my god...by my savior, by the only thing that can take away my pain.

I kiss the cold, hard, sharp blade...and point it

toward my heart...i pray to the gods to bless

this blade and bid it to fulfill my desire...

then i close my eyes and push the dagger straight

into my heart.

i take the blessed object and lay it on the bed...

a tear falls and graces the blood covered blade...

now you see what you drove me to do?

i feel the cold darkness of death overcoming me..

. i let the demon’s drag me down.

++what you always wished has come true++

BE SATISFIED!!!!!!!!!!

my friend adam wrote this. its so great.

When will I be able to pinpoint what i am searching for

When will some icon appear before me that represents a soul

who’s self is so deep, but that deepness i would be able to dig

into easily

and they dig into me

neither of us getting to the bottom, but almost taking dives

but becoming stronger as one, together struggling with our

hardships and defeating it together

their aura gleaming as it collides and is partially mine

I cannot find the one...

Wonder if I should take all I can get, cuz I sure as hell won’t get

anymore except by the grace of God, if it is meant to be..

But maybe taking those who seek to be taken would only be

unreal, just insecure tangebles reaching out for fake temporary belonging..

So I should endure my suffering for those.. or give into sin.. the

greed leads to their greed.. fake sense of belonging on both sides..

for the self which it yearns to fulfill, from instinct, like an animal who choses mates by their sent and figure..

no fucking way

i cant believe this war stuff...today on mtv they were having interviews with all these people from places like baghdad, pakistan, and isreal..and...god its so sad. they are so scared and....there is so many of them that are against this war and are anti suddam and.....*sigh* its not fair what they are going through. and the troops...so many of them left their families and their homes, children, wives, husbands....and so many of them might never get to see them again. it just made me break down and start crying because...i cant even begin to imagine what they are going through, and...its just....i know that they are just trying to protect our country, but we shouldnt even have to! there shouldnt be a war, there shouldnt be all these countries against us, there shouldnt be reason for war! i’m just scared...and my heart goes out to our troops....and all the innocent people in baghdad and any other place that might be getting bombed or having air raids. i pray to the gods that everything will go ok. please let it be ok...

weEeeeEeeeeEEEe

like tyler said "I’M A FUCKING QUEER" hahaha...I’M A FUCKING DYKE, GET THE FUCK OVER IT!!!!!!!!! w0000000t!!!!! *sings* i know i can stop the pain if i will it all away....EVANESCENCE!!!! oh god...suger rush. i’m normally not that happy....weeeEeeEeeee...killer squirrells? hahahahaha

this is a poem that my friend tyler wrote.....its beautiful. just like him.

"Now and Forever"

You meant everything to me

And you use to always be there for me

You were like my humanity

Even thru keeping me sane & giving me a fake sense of security

It was almost like you were serious when you said you were in love with me

I know now its not true

I know now that you were only lying

Why did you have to do this to me?

Now after every talk I feel like dying

You’ll never know how much you meant to me

I was and still am so deeply in love with you

Now my soul aches when we say goodbye

Now my heart breaks when you say ’I love you’

and now I cry everytime I think about how things used to be

Why do I have to feel this way?

Why do I have to be ruled by your demon?

Its a demon of lust, love, and passion that takes over my mind

shutting my eyes and opening my heart

exposing it to soon be broken yet once again

But these feelings I cannot control

You are still my life, my world, my everything

You are still everything I see, you are still everything I breathe

You are still my humanity, reality

You’re still the one and only thing I need

You are the reason for this passion I feel

This erotic, chaotic fanansty...its surreal

I know now that I never meant as much to you as you did to me

And I will never ask that of you again...I know you have forgotten about me.

Just never forget what I have said...I loved you then...and got my heart broken...

I will still love you and live without you knowing...and I will love you now and forever...

another one of my useless entries

i want to move..i want to go somewhere far far away. and get kelly...and we can run away to florida together and live happily ever after..haha. yea thats my fucked up dream. i love that girl, she is so great. if i could ever be with anybody i would pick her. she’s a goddess.

so...this week has been pretty good, i fucked up my back and the doctor suggested homebound...so i was like YES because school stresses me out so bad. so i’m go happy that i havent been in school. i am thinking about being homeschooled again because people are such shit, i just cant stand them. i hate everybody, and they hate me...so i’m not losing anything. *sigh* oh well, life sucks, get a helmet. (dont ask)

people in my school were really starting to get to me...i’ve come out as being bisexual, and everybody calls me a dyke, clit licker, and other shit. i’m getting so sick of it...it makes me want to cry because that really does hurt. i mean, i dont really care what they think of me its just...i dont know. i’m a fucked up person.

i made this thing for kelly...because i love that girl to death, and because with only one thought on my mind...this is what happened in art class.

this is right...cuz i do

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