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I wrote something tonight.
I don't really know what it means to be honest.
It's not for you though.
It's for the person who asked me to write.
So I wrote.
It's about something that occured to me the other day.
I didn't realise it had occured to me though until I started writing.
Weird that.
Don't you love how your sweetheart's clothes smell?
The aroma of the absentee.
I don't know if I can live that smell.
I certainly can't sleep without it.
I love the smell of my closest friends clothes too.
Can I have some please?
Please?
It will help me.
In many ways.
You'll know if I want yours.
You all read this except for one of you.
My eyes are heavy.
I might sleep.
I might sleep.
I've written that twice without realising.
That's really fucking strange.
I'm going to sleep.
I love you all.

Current Mood: tired
Current Music: Bright Eyes

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You
Are Becoming Gods

There's a new master of creation
Its you

You've unravelled DNA

And at the same time you're cultivating bacteria to kill
Every
Living
Thing

Do you think you're ready for that much power?

You lot?

You lot?!

Cheeky bastards!

You're running around science like kids with guns
Creating a new world while the world you've got is stinking
Come on
Hands up

Hands up anyone who thinks they've got it right

Yeah
There's always one


I can see you

If you want the position of god then take the responsibility



For Zarzie
May the good times roll!

Current Music: orbital - you lot

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do you know how i feel?








NO




Fuck you all
Every last one of you
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reading though one of those propaganda rags today

you know you get to the sob stories My brother died, then my son, then my husband and 4 days later a murderous chicken slaughtered the remnants of my family

that kinda thing



well today....

they upset me.

I don't know what that means. But I actually could not read them for fear of crying.



What an emo fag. I've turned into the most hated breed in the world....


more hated than chicken spiders.
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OK i want to start a collection of butt plugs.

I want as many people as they can to send me a butt plug.

Please?

I'll get everyone something in return for each butt plug

If you don't live near me then here's the address to post to:

That Guy @ The X-Factor
The Green Room
21 South Street
Chesterfield
Derbyshire
UK
S40 1QX


THANKYOU!!!!!


Hugs & Kisses x x x

imnotstupidjustignorant

Current Music: Rage Against the Machine - Guerilla Radio

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Right. This is an after alcohol post. I'm not drunk. I'm just at the point of clarity.

Effie - I told you tonight a lot of stuff that I didn't think I could open up and admit to you. You know what you mean to me, because you don't read this, what is the point of continuing

Mark - Don't leave me. I love you. You mean too much to me.

Carly - The latest addition to the special friend list. My special friend list isn't very long and it isn't very easy to get onto. You are an incredible person. You are intense. I could spend countless hours with you. You are fantasmic. I love you like I love Mark. How can I not love you? I have told you things after a few days of knowing you that I have never disclosed to people. You have the abilty to worm your way inside me and rip things out. You have touched my heart and I don't want you to go away from me and I'll do everything in my power for you to stay close to my heart. I know you've got the longest post, but it's because you (out of the people that sometimes read this) have taken a lot of my focus. I know a lot of things aren't great for you at the minute but that is what I'm here for. I am learning from you and passing on all appropriate information that I have, which I think you might find useful. Anything you want from me, all you have to do is ask me and I'll present it there for you on a silver platter. Anything you want, it's yours. I have a lot of leverage with a lot of people, you want something, I'll do all I can to lever those people and get something for you. I love you

Mummy - I am eternally grateful to you. You always do the right thing. Even when you do the wrong thing, you do the right thing. I'm sorry for all the times I've wronged you. I love you x x x

That is all for now.

And if anyone complains that they don't have a mention, then obviously they haven't made an effort to further the relationship between themselves and me recently. Before you complain, ask yourself, have you really tried recently?

::EDIT::

Ari: Apologies. We discussed this yesterday and you put forth a reasonable argument for a mention. Indeed lass, it would now seem apparent that you’re as sound as a round pound. No doubt we’ll all see you in about a weeks time when I decide to come and tear up Rock City again by swinging people around by their legs. Because.... I am.... Hardcore. Don’t try to deny it. Sliced bread...

Current Mood: Ranty

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Your Celebrity Life..Fame or Shame? by William_Wilson
Your Name
You are Dating..
Your Celebrity Rival is
Rumors are that You Fucked..but you did'nt
You instead Secretly Fucked..
This Person Wants You..
You got Into a Fight With
Your Talents Get Compared to..
Drugged you to take advantage one erotic night
Who Stole and Sold your Sex Tape
Who you made the tape with
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i spent all night worrying about her

i dont like to miss her like this

makes me think what i'd do without her

even though you don't read this
I love you baby
x x x
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What do I have to do to get a break?

I stopped drinking when driving.

Still got shit.

I stopped drinking.

Still got shit.

I quit my job.

Still got shit.

I started driving responsibly.

Still got shit.

I tried to avoid a defenseless animal.

Still got shit.

I can't even do a proper job of dying in a car crash.

Still got shit.

I grew up, changed all those friends that my parents and family said I should ditch, got mature, responsible ones that actually care about me.

Still got shit.

I can't sleep or close my eyes for more than 3 seconds without having the horrific event replayed in my mind.

Still getting shit.

I'm now broke, have no job and no car.

Life's still shit.

I need a personality transplant.

I'm still shit.

I worship and adore the girl that I love, but worry about losing her every time she leaves my sight.

Feel like shit.

And you know what the best thing is?

I wrote this while I was taking a shit.
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