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1/24/10
Good Morning World.
Something Swell Shut,
And You Have The Right To Bitch.
She Says Pink Eye, I Say Fuck You.
How right can she be anyways? she wants to rail my brother.
I wouldnt take her word with the smallest grain of salt.
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And This,
ISMY journey.
One wobbled, stumbled, and tumbled.
ISMY view.
From under the weight of monsters, from under the glow of stars.
ISMY Story.
In which a blip of time happens to wander a soul.
IS my discovery of self.
A slight wave,
And a polite nod.
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Making Friends..*
Grounded?
For The Days I Wish Never Happened.
sign here?
You Look At Me,
The Fix Is In.
My Love..
I.Want.Out.
Try Try Agian.
I've Driven My Self To This.
If I Had My Way
Top Ten Reason He Makes My Heart Race..
Things'll Get Better.
Pink Eye And Pop Corn.
Heat In A Jar.
Top Ten Reasons I Love Him.
Good Morning World.
Ana Wont Let Me, But
SoHereIsTheDownLow.
I'd Never Tell You.. But.
Start Again.
Grad, Well Another Chapter Down.
Dear Dear Friends, Pleas Dont Fight.
Frist Love Long Long Gone.
And This Is How it Begins.
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