scrawls.
travelling I always stop at exits
wondering if I'll stay
young and restless
living this way I stress less
i want to pull away
when the dream dies
the pain sets it and I don't cry
i only feel gravity and
I wonder why

and the sun was wondering if
it should stay away
for a day until the feeling went away
and the clouds were dropping and the
the rain forgot how to
bring salvation
the dogs were whistling a new tune
barking at the new moon
hoping it would come soon
so that they could die
- nelly furtado

my orphical identity.
melissa
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leave.
doll.

scawls on my skin.


20040526
didn't wanna go to school.because of the great amount of pain i feel inside.and because i did not sleep a wink.i spent the morning thinking.and wondering how much i can take,and where is my limit.i hate the feeling of hurt.it stings.iwen to school anyway.with the puke halfway up my throat.it felt like toxic just consumed the insides of my soul.i was almost late,as usual,and i didn't even bother to bring anything.i didnt even bring paper.how wonderful.first 2 classes were lectures and i slept through like,one and a half lectures.darkness just engulfed my soul and my mind i couldn't think.maybe this is how one feels when half her heart is eaten.classes just came and go.nothing mattered because even the teachers were talking crap.they seemed relieved it was the holidays.they seem to be counting already who will drop out after mid years.how cynical.you know,i tink my class is magical.i'm gonna pray no one gets left behind.gonna shut the giggles of sng and make her swallow all of them back.wtf she calls us idiots and she hopes that all of us fail.what i wonderful teacher.i hope she gets and angel soon.to clear her of her smelly mouth.o and toothpaste.o wells.school ended early today and i did not have to stay behind for council.what a relief.however it makes me feel slackerish.i can't not move.gonna go jogging soon.anyways,i am gonna try and add music to this shit hole now.o my dearies,thank u for listening to my trash day after day.and believing in me.as you can see,the shitty part of the day does not only lie in my relationships with people,but with the dead monotony of the bleeping day too.what joy.to all you people,this is life.

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