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| poetic_onslaught | i dont need blather i need a fuckin psychiatrist. blather was kool at first but now i just get on my nerves everytime i write. i dont seem to have any real insightful shit to say and i always seem to end up talking about myself. im tired of acting like i matter. so this is my last blath (there i go again acting like it matters...lol). cross me out that blather book thing too. everything sucks. my last words before i leave. FUCK THE WORLD. (damn that sucked) | 020626 |
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| how many times | you'll be back | 020626 |
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| phil | Damnit poetic onslaught, try again, who cares, use the same name though please. If you can't do it no one can. | 020703 |
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| god |
i decided to leave once. i figured, "who gives a shit?". you do a bunch of shit, then you die. life is strange. |
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