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how do i get an msn thingy?

i'd IM you, but i can't.

are you on?
yeah, it is. many comments.

getting kinda hard to keep up with.
i = confused.

what are you saying yes to?
huh?
wow that's a lot of comments.
talking's overrated. that i think so gets me in trouble a lot.
i like thinking a lot more than forcing words out of my mouth.

i like the silence of writing. or the little clicks of the keyboard. some days i'll spend not talking at all
well, if it's any condolence (not sure if it would be), you make me feel the same way.

the fucking grass is never green
yeah, i have a way of making people discontent.

it's probably because all i ever talk about is how much i want to do everything.

it's a shame people can't fly.
don't do things if you hate it.
not at all. i hate cameras, and they hate me.
hmmm. i liked the exit line...

thought that went smoothly enough.

but i'm not so sure fickle is worthy of such an honor... there are so many other words to manipulate.
how did the use of "fickle" go?
ACK! i did it! okay what now?

um... goddessrandi@hotmail?
thats me.
nevermind i'm figuring it out.
a little more of this
a little less of that
who could tell?
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want is funny.
..had to do with you chuckling at my fickle
hmmm.

i don't remember anymore.
i fucking hate when that happens.
you can't tell me what to do
what if i want to?
i was gonna say something, but now i'm really not
reminds me of local bands
in fact where i did that i was gonna say a lot of things, but none felt like going from my brain to my fingertips.
words are fickle like that.
i meant you're frustrating.

but you made me laugh. so thank you.
you're...

adjkf;je aenr
eh. nothing i can think of at the moment.

do you have a name?
also, you never answered...
and the painting thing is something someone told me once...
he turned out to be an asshole, but i wanted him so badly.
anyways, he almost had me. and now i want to do all those things he wanted to do. but with someone else.
i don't think i want to feel alive now, let alone forever. i'm kinda tired of feeling so much.