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Listening to: mates of state
if i could i could add on just to make it seem like its more intresting but its just a little pieces of the puzzle to life that i cant get right i try every piece even tried gaming it with another piece when i knew that it didnt belong but i so whated it to. but part of me refused to give up if only i could but a new puzzle but you just cant. they are prodecting a servce thunderstorm you can already here it coming it loud scream warnings to the some people that are to busy to stop for a child crossing. this head it yelling again somthing about how stupied im but whats new. i look back at the past it seems like it never happen me and you which is good. i forgot all the things i liked about you. which just proves you didnt mean anything just a piece to this puzzle that did fit and i gave up tring to make it fit. tomorrow is a new wasted day of lies and depresstion.. you can cross you fingers but you know that trying is just usless it only causes disapointment. but a new day awaits non the less. NEW WORD OF THE DAY:incomprehensible-not understandable spellbound and lascivious justify the jusicious joker with a independent gritbut is truly flattery by a fixation of extrinsic extrovert he killed her with out knowing he killed her. heard the snap of the neck and knew right then what he did wrong. scared and alone he ran to hide from the light and noise that was following him very quite. what was he to do. go back from the body and just lie there crying wishing to take it all back. a tap on the shoulder made in scared that they would take him away from her. theres blood all over on of the men said to the other in a way that made the men sound like they didnt expect that much to clean up. the taps on the should kept comeing they were saying stuff but he could not make it out and he could think about was that he will not beable to stay with her and what he did. his life was over.HER LIFE WAS OVER. December is opon us and with out hasatation the walls of this house will collide within its self. drifs of cold air comeing from the cracks will freze the girl that is roting withing the house. the furnacture will become old and withered and be eaten away buy the unknown. rats will feed off the left over crums that girl as left on the kichen counter hoping to save it for her lost family that has been at the store for 5 year today. but hope is still placed inside the girls heart that someone is coming for her shortly. but noone come years of waiting leaves the girl insane. scars from a nail that staped her to the ground years ago is opening from the lost of air. noone know that this girl is hurting because noone knows that she is alive not even herself she is stuck in a dream of lies and abondoment. -D.S.Love
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*Han~naH*xo
[Anonymous]
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[Anonymous]
You have an amazing diary site. It is awesome. I compliment you HIGHLY! I wish I had your skills at making it look so good. :)

Amikra
Thank You. :)
the diary is looking hotter than ever.
how do you do it?!

you would own my ass in photoshop.

anyways, welcome back. i think i.m a few days late in saying that.
Thank you:) it means a lot to me
i ♥ the wallflowers.

i hope i pass too.
manuverability is a concern though.
Thank you for your kind words and I most definitely will.
OMG!
me too! i got The Wallflowers: Breach from my library and burned it.

but i returned mine.

was the fine almost as much to buy the CD itself? i love irony.
Wow! I really love your diary! How did you get the entry background see through?
[Anonymous]
Thank You, I Love yours Also, How did you get it so Transparent?..Thats awesome.
Well, It goes Perfectly with your profile. Its Awesome-ness
Thanks
You are a beautiful writer and I'm glad you're giving it attention! Thanks for your sweet comments Amanda, hopefully I'll hear from you again! BFN
I LOVE the alliteration in red writting.

do you use photoshop?
[Anonymous]
I'm in love, with your diary.