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rely on me.
i'm your soul.

Your photo here.

The facts expressed here belong to everybody, the opinions to me. The distinction is yours to draw...

strike out.

I want you
I wanna be rich too

hearts talking.

Cbox recomended, perhaps w counter.

alternative exits.

my mother
my sister
my friend
my puppy

my days, not yours.

May 2006
June 2006
September 2006
December 2006
February 2007
August 2007
February 2010
March 2010

thank you.

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Thursday, August 23, 2007



It's not as bad as it looks. Trust me. I didn't even feel it. Not the physical pain anyway.
It wasn't an attempted suicide although it sure does looks like it. I was just trying to get a message across. Totally opposite of I-love-you-please-don't-leave-me-or-I'll-kill-myself situation. More like stay-out-of-my-life-I-can't-take-your-shit-anymore.
"Is it going to scar??" Obviously I wasn't thinking of that when I ran the blade across my wrist. Most probably it will scar by the looks of it. "It's ok," a friend said. ".... gives you more character..." Words of comfort, just what I need to hear.


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