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Saturday, November 11, 2006

Sat, 11 Nov 2006 20:06:38 GMT

So my application to Washington is almost complete.

Wish me luck.

Or better yet, give me money.

Then I'll know how much you really care.

Cheers!

Wednesday, October 11, 2006

Wed, 11 Oct 2006 21:30:49 GMT

10-13-2004

when I sat on this row
there were people here
now it is nearly empty
he's talking about the storm we will all face
the storm of a disturbed state of mind
I've faced this storm before
and I know I'll face it again
but when I sat on this row
there were people here
now there's only me

now
I'm the only one in the room

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Two years later and I'm no closer to Him.
A hundred miles an hour in the wrong direction.

Indeed.

Thursday, September 28, 2006

Thu, 28 Sep 2006 00:29:44 GMT

Hannah has a car.

Vroom vroom.
Indeed.

It is hot.

Tuesday, September 19, 2006

Tue, 19 Sep 2006 23:53:17 GMT

You kids suck at comments.

But that's okay.

I do too.

Let's go to Myspace, darlings.

That's where the cool kids are.

Thursday, September 14, 2006

Thu, 14 Sep 2006 23:22:39 GMT

National Merit Scholarship Semi-Finalist

is me.

Woot-woot.

Sunday, September 10, 2006

Sun, 10 Sep 2006 23:43:25 GMT

I'm ready to just.......
stop.

I don't look forward to each new day anymore.

That's how I know something is wrong with me.

Saturday, September 09, 2006

Sat, 09 Sep 2006 20:57:43 GMT

Dear Life,

Stop being so fucking hard.

Sincerely,
Hannah

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Dear Hannah,

I can not help but to be that way.

Love,
Life

Saturday, September 09, 2006

Sat, 09 Sep 2006 00:15:25 GMT

Dear Danielle:

Fuck you. Once you actually know what you're talking about, come see me. Until then, don't you dare accuse me of anything.

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Dear Samantha:

Fuck you. Next time you decide to go around telling stories, be sure you get all the details right, because you missed the most important part of that monologue. You know.....the one you told Danielle I was involved in when I didn't say one word. And stop being such a hypocrite. I seem to recall Danielle mentioning to Sebastion that you made a joke at his expense. You were mad as hell at her, remember? Only, in that situation, you did do it.

Don't talk to me unless you're apologizing.
I've got better things to do with my time than be with people like you.

Thursday, September 07, 2006

Thu, 07 Sep 2006 23:12:39 GMT

Hiding behind the shadows
I'll be waiting in the dark
To drive this blade straight through your heart
I'll drag your body to the car as blood races down my arm
I think everyone will wonder where you are

I'll hide you in my walls
Your body will never be found
i'll wear your skin As a suit pretend to be you
Your friends will like you more then they used to.

Dear diary my teen-angst bullshit has a body count! (count!)
I belive its six going on to seven now!!!seven now!!!

I've been dreaming about you
In a pool of your own blood,
With your eyes gouged out
by the work of my thumbs
The scent of your insides
From under the floor boards,
The perfect perfume
For setteling a score

I'll hide you in my walls
Your body will never be found
I'll wear your skin as a suit
pretend to be you your friends will like you more than they used to
pretend to be you your friends will like you more than they used to

Ride the wings of...
Ride the wings of...
Ride the wings of...
Ride the wings of pestilence!
Ride the wings of pestilence!
Ride the wings of pestilence!
Ride the wings of pestilence!

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Oh, how I adore that song.

Jay cooked Mexican food for lunch.
So now this place smells like ass.

Sunday, September 03, 2006

Sun, 03 Sep 2006 14:17:45 GMT

So......jealous, much?
(Yeah)

Waffle House at 2 in the AM.....
with Richard, Sam, and someone who was trying unsuccessfully to ignore me....
(and Will, Joe, Sebastion, etc..)
good stuff.

No drugs this time though.

Longview?
Loooong view......but it's a good one.

Cake makes me happy.