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violue...You never know how much you care about someone, until you stop caring and are filled with a feeling bordering on hatred.
...I had a bad day today. That thing that i said had dawned on me in my last entry? Well i found out i was right.... I did not receive the news well. Cause I was like...lied to. It won't be made right. Unless "Liar" like fucking confesses everything and then everyone gets mad at her and then she bends over and splits her pants or something. and then "Other Liar" washes his clothes and for some reason they all turn pink, and he doesn't have money to buy new ones, and nobody will give him any money, or clothes, and so he has to wear them and go to work in an all magenta-to-babypink wardrobe, and everyone stares at him and he feels really self conscious all day. But hey that's not going to happen. Nobody fucking tells the truth anymore, do they? People are like these stupid peice of shit liars that don't fucking care.
Oh DAMN now I've gone and soiled myself!
...no, just kidding...i do feel kinda queasy though.
But I want to say that yesterday, I was in a plesant mood the entire day, and wasn't depressed. Just so...people know that I am capable of the plesant mood thing... I think the good mood was partially due to the adorable 'flower children' that rode the 51 when I was going to the store...
...I had a bad day today. That thing that i said had dawned on me in my last entry? Well i found out i was right.... I did not receive the news well. Cause I was like...lied to. It won't be made right. Unless "Liar" like fucking confesses everything and then everyone gets mad at her and then she bends over and splits her pants or something. and then "Other Liar" washes his clothes and for some reason they all turn pink, and he doesn't have money to buy new ones, and nobody will give him any money, or clothes, and so he has to wear them and go to work in an all magenta-to-babypink wardrobe, and everyone stares at him and he feels really self conscious all day. But hey that's not going to happen. Nobody fucking tells the truth anymore, do they? People are like these stupid peice of shit liars that don't fucking care.
Oh DAMN now I've gone and soiled myself!
...no, just kidding...i do feel kinda queasy though.
But I want to say that yesterday, I was in a plesant mood the entire day, and wasn't depressed. Just so...people know that I am capable of the plesant mood thing... I think the good mood was partially due to the adorable 'flower children' that rode the 51 when I was going to the store...
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Date: 2005-01-10 09:38 am (UTC)I hope your feeling better.