I was writing up the best (and only, technically, but in comparison to my poems) song I've ever written, and my bookmarks tab opened, except in Mozilla, it's a freaking PAGE and erased it. I have one bit copied, but I couldn't rewrite it off the top of my head, and I wanna die. On top of that, today was horrible, had a bit of tangle with the only positive aspect of my life, now negative, and I feel like dying!
The world sucks... I wanna stab it... Maybe I'll go out side and stab the ground with a kitchen knife.
Devious Comments
Things shall get better D:
If it makes you feel any better, I'm a player and a lech and destined to be polygamist? How's that for a girl who wants to go to Bible School?
Well..
Seriously. The whole dying aspect? Totally overrated. It's not all it's shaped out to be.
Not like I'd know from experience or anything, but you get the drift.
Trust me - you can do waaay more when you're alive than when you've snuffed it.
Or so says the zombie child from Pet Semetary.
<3~
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Being a teenager is tough, sometimes life isn't fair, other times it is, and even then I say f*ck that!
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Being a teenager is tough, sometimes life isn't fair, other times it is, and even then I say f*ck that!
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Love is anterior to life,
Posterior to death,
Initial of creation, and
The exponent of breath.
-Emily Dickinson
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Being a teenager is tough, sometimes life isn't fair, other times it is, and even then I say f*ck that!
--
Love is anterior to life,
Posterior to death,
Initial of creation, and
The exponent of breath.
-Emily Dickinson
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Love is anterior to life,
Posterior to death,
Initial of creation, and
The exponent of breath.
-Emily Dickinson
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