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![]() i had a vivid dream of dying last night
i dfont care about my slppy typing i'm in no mood for corrections i just spent the last 3 hours in a bar alone didn't talk to anyone. not one single soul fuckin nuts. tren dy fucks i don't truisst ayntone do any of you poepl know me? i don't know you... this is some crazy ass little scene you got goin on here.. fuckin pathetic... expct someone to come to me and talk in some fuckin bar thing... i walk like 7 blocks home.. pathetic my life is going downhill... i hope it gets better soon i read your shit i see all you people... you post shit on here to get read and it does... OH YES IT DOES READ ME FUCKER READ M,E!!!!!!!!!! |
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![]() blah blah blah mother fucker
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![]() regret this shit in tyhre mounring
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![]() some bad fucking joke on myself
it's never ending,....it's really bad right now noo no nio no no non o non ononononono nononmon |
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![]() Hemingway has nothing on mate_spawn_die.
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![]() mate_spawn_live
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![]() nice.
listen to elliott smith. fall on a knife. |
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![]() this is awesome, thread of the month at least how far is a block, 7 blocks doesnt seem that much too walk home even though you were rat-arsed by the sounds of it.
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![]() Quote:
and i surely had no idea what it was when i was typing that drunken mess i think it was about a 15-20 minute sloppy walk home |
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![]() Well, it seems like it was a bad moment and has passed. Hopefully things are better now.
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![]() well i'm still in a bad moment... but i'm going to try and make the best of it
things seem to be slowly looking up... as long as i try and stay positive thanks |
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![]() Excellent free verse.
Next time, please try to convey your thoughts in haiku form, or perhaps a sonnet. |
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![]() Sometimes love comes around and it knocks you down; just get back up when it knocks you down. Life's a bitch and then you die. That's why we get high, cuz you never know when you're gonna go.
Some people think I'm bonkers, but I just think I'm free. Man I'm just living my life, there's nothing crazy about me. I want the money, the power, the fortune and fame. Even if it means I end up in hell, scorching in flame.
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