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☠1 syringe ✖ shoot up☠ [23 Mar 2005|09:23pm] [ mood | ><><><><><><><> ] [ music | ><><><><><><><> ] the people you love will turn their backs on you. you'll lose your hair, your teeth, your knife will fall out of its sheath. but you still don't like to leave before the end of the movie. the people you hate will get their hooks into you. they'll pull you down, you'll frown, they'll tar you &drag you through town. but you still don't like to leave before the end of the movie. no, you still don't like to leave before the end of the show. +babies and balloons+

☠2 syringes ✖ shoot up☠ [16 Mar 2005|10:38pm] [ music | Moby. ] i'm working on me. today, the policeman @school was walking in front of me. i had horrible fantasies of myself taking the perfectly placed gun off the side of his belt that emphasized his stomach fat. i was becoming so scared after every image of myself, thinking that i actually had done it. but what a thrill. it is strange to think that one single movement of the human body can produce a small bullet to extract from a protection device and completely take away an entire life. it is amazing and thoroughly frightening. birth&death birth: there's nothing. &then two people come together &create a living thing. a being that thrives, feels emotion, becomes sick, &produces tears. breath. life that contains its own heart. death: there is a living thing, which under certain circumstances, will inevitably stop.. being. just stop. be nothing. encompass none of the qualities that it had been given through birth. all the health and sex education classes will never bring me the ability to fathom life. A Cycle.

☠9 syringes ✖ shoot up☠ 17yearsold [15 Mar 2005|11:10pm] [ music | King of Convenience ] .brandon, come back to chicago. ( &other pointless photographs )

☠8 syringes ✖ shoot up☠ [12 Mar 2005|01:53am] [ music | hummmm ] Interpol .was amazing. i'm currently the most happy &tired girl alive. goodnight chicago.

☠1 syringe ✖ shoot up☠ [08 Mar 2005|01:19am] [ music | the germs. ] his gun &his mouth have a date on his birthday... i don't know how much more time is left. the day, for me, is a mystery. there's just so much for me to get done. but when does it need to be done by? &will there be a bullet left for me? AHHHHHHHH

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