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Name: Vash
Country: Vietnam
State: California
Gender: Male


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Member Since: 9/3/2003

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Saturday, September 06, 2003

Nothing will change...Nothing will happen, Nothing...is simply just nothing.


Friday, September 05, 2003

 
I've turned to watch you turn around, and walk away
My life is miserable, why do you have to remind me?
I've left it all behind, I've only got one thing inside you can find

my heart, my thoughts, my feelings set aside; homicide

Left me alone in the dark, crawling on the ground.

Watching your eyes drift away...
watching you strip yourself away from me

watching you with my best friend.
Has torn me apart...

you've done more than break my heart

You're always so blind, why can't you see...
I was human too, but you left me to drown
in the never-ending blue
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Sins
hidden beneath the skin, are a thousand sins. I've fell through the ground, trying to crawl to you. what ive felt so far, felt untrue. Im tired of watching your eyes drift away, I'm tired of all of your lies hiding yourself from me. Why can't you see? That I love you with all my heart, I'd give my life without a thought...But why do things have to be this way? how I hate today, and tomorrow...I'm full of sorrow....why must you...turn your back on me? Why can't you turn around and face me? How come your heart can't be found....why do you have to walk away...I just wanted your love...
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We're are not tools to be used...are we? When can you find a purpose in your life, a reason to live on, and then...to stand by your idealogies...without changing yourself in any way. When you're at the dead-end, where else do you go?...People will always want you to be someone else...that you're not. I just want to be myself...where does the pain end, where does the happiness begin...who are your friends? Who're not? Is your life good? Well-rounded? Think twice before...you call your life pathethic, while there are at least 1,000 more kids like us that had no chance in life...why would you waste it now? I always feel out of it, never accepted...something that should be discarded...the pain drives deep, the sorrow is painful...the memories are excruciating. But there's someone out there who has it worst than me? How am I suppose to believe this...when everything seemed like it has ended...and that trace of light dissappears. When you're feeling down, when you're scared and you don't want to press on. It's hard to say it aloud to someone how you feel, it's hard to say your feelings...ah...they say in the end you will make it out...passing these things...I don't know...just a thought. I'll write...stories!...next time.


Wednesday, September 03, 2003

sup? my first entry so far maybe my last, im not good with this shit so yea. Anywho...i guess this is the part where i explain myself a bit...i am a mighty morphing power ranger, my favorite drink is root beer, and favorite drink is any kind of malt liquor on occassion, and i dont drink  a lot. there's no other way to describe me then say i am a loner/loser that my friend keep my fun of because i dont act cool, i act like myself. i play CS if you want to challenge me 1v1, or get your clan and challenge my clan im up for it...IM me r3mix22. i am not very good but i think i am okay...=D. ite...now this is where i say bye--------

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