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| Why do you keep coming here, the party's moved.
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| Dana went home. I slept from 8AM to 12PM and i havn't slept since.
new years eve came
but nothing had changed
all the problems just got worse
we sat in silence
no routine science
could heal the sickness we rehearse
Oh man. What a fantastic Night. I have had, along with sara(h), the
best new years eve/new years day in the history of the universe. from
eleven thirty untill two o'clock we were on my roof. cuddled in
blankets, listening to some great music. (That's right, i brought my
sterio up there. and some extension chords.) At midnight, my favorite
song ever was halfway through, and my favorite girl ever gave me a
kiss. I am so happy. Then Coray came over, and we had Taco bell, and
then they went home. and. well, you'll never know what a great night
tonight was. Unless you're her.
/Cause I'm still not sleeping
or
/why does tonite, have to end?
why don't we hit restart,
and pause it at our favorite parts.
we'll skip the goodbyes. | | |
| I always win. and people need to learn this. Because it's useless. And
everyone needs to just stop. Stop trying to prove you're better than
me. Stop trying to change me. Stop telling me that what i do is bad. I
do not care. I will not change because you think i'm a certain way. If
you cannot deal with it, leave me alone, because you're only making me
anrgy. And that's not a good thing. Because i'm a vindictive dick when
I need to be. I don't like being that Jon, but i will be.
And on a side note, you can't do that to me. But you tried so hard. ou
really did. But you failed. Miserably. If life were D&D, you rolled
a one. On the scale of failure, you're approacing infinity. Please,
just leave me be.
I think more people should try to beat me up, verbally and physically. The joy i get from owning you is unfathomable.
/this is the reason you fall.
-edit- I got a fucking game cube bitches.
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| What a bittersweet night.
I am a pictionary god.
And, dad's very creative when he wants to insult me.
/Are you afraid to, say what you want to? Tell me you want to.
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| Home from mexico. Dana's here.
God damn.
/We're so, c-c-c-c-c-controversial
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