Friday, June 02, 2006
I Need a Fucking Soundtrack
i figured out i can do whatever i want here. this is my private space. this is my only private space. fuck. shit. dick. whore. bitch. cock. balls. ass. bitch. dong. wang.i can do whatever the hell i want here. all these words seem so much more beautiful and perfect set to music. songs that no one will ever get or hear. so again its so senseless. whats the point. of writing this out. its all fucked up. i'm not here to listen to people console me. i don't give ia fuck. i should. i write here to express myself. to bleed. sometimes i feel like not letting people comment on my garbage, but like veryone else, i'm a curious fuck. i've decided i will die by explosion.
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