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April 09, 2011, 01:08:pm
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I hate feeling alive like this, that stupid boy that has an infectious smile. I can't get him out of my head. I know what he wants from me, and I almost dare to give it to him. Last time I felt alive I thought maybe just maybe. NO, that lasted too long and now that I felt dead so for so long I paid no attention to that void I was missing. Lying to myself that I didn't need anyone, I could have prove myself right, if he hadn't opened the scabs of the wounds from the past. >.< damn him, and damn myself.
I hate hurting someone, shooting them down. So tell him that I can go any further than this makes me a fake, a temptress. Besides I don't have the guts to say no more. What am I to do now, my only other course is to follow though and get hurt again. Way to go Raven, way to go.
Mood: Wishing for death again
Music: Emilie Autumn - Misery loves company
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April 07, 2011, 07:06:am
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Fuck you. Fuck you, f u c k y o u that's all oh and you can go to hell
Mood: Fuck off
Music: Psyclon nine
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>.>
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February 11, 2011, 04:27:pm
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I need to get on this site more often. I've seem to have allowed this to collect dust. Eh oh well, here's to coming to this site more often
Mood: Lazy
Music: Theatre of Tragedy
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