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*gag* I want to die. I hate this crap. I have become everything that I dispise. I feel like I should be bouncing around the room as a blond with pigtails and pom-poms. I make myself SICK~! I'm in the kind of mood where I want everything and I want it now. It's those fucking drugs. God I hate those drugs. If I'm not careful I may just split off another personality. I wanna go bang my head against the wall and make it stop. This isn't me. This is a bunch of fucking chemicals manipulating my brain to make me think I'm happy when really I'm not. I would fucking OD to make it stop. It's like I'm seriously sitting here with what has got to be the fakest, most insane fucking smile plastered on my face, AND I CAN'T FUCKING HELP IT! IT WON'T STOP! My brain knows something is wrong and it's making me very confused. I want to put apostarphies and smilies after everything I say. I'm totally fucking nuts. I've cracked up.

Yes, it's all about me. Get over it. HA! THAT'S NOT ME EITHER! Fuck. Please shoot me...

Picture of the day!: Kika smug on a tree


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Dec. 9th, 2004 01:59 am (UTC)
Dec. 9th, 2004 08:41 pm (UTC)
This is psycho, you're probably more prone to hurting yourself now than you would be without the pills! Someone shut it off! Retard psyciatrists!
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