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naszryn

When You Know Me Then You'll Think You Know Me. Other Than That, Don't Waste Your Breath Trying. No Prizes For Guessing, Really.

VentingMachine

I'll Post One Up When I Feel Like It.

TheTainted

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PennyForMyThoughts

Shame, such a shame
I think I kind of lost myself
again
should be leaving but I stay

Fade, made to fade
Passion's overrated anyway
I could fake it
But I still want more

Say, say my name
I've been here before
You are not my savior
But still I don't go

Thursday, November 30, 2006

i wish i didn't have to depend on friends for company.
i wish i didn't have to depend on him to feel secure.
i wish i didn't have to be so mean to my mom.
i wish i didn't have such anti-human feelings.
i wish PMS didn't exist.
i wish i had more green.
i wish my self-esteem isn't so low.
i wish i can trust them.
i wish she can be there for me forever.
i wish i have never met it.
i wish the lows of life didn't congregate together to become one big awful mess.
i wish boys aren't such goddamn jerks.

i have so much to wish for, but i only have three wishes. what will they be?

under the fringes of adulthood