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its the diamonds & pills; leave my daughter alone!

we collide. we collapse.
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[Sunday
07.06.08]
I have been feeling very middle of the road lately.
in a drunken fit of lust 14 were my redemption

[Thursday
07.03.08]
I want to fall unabashedly in love. Or, upon a better thought process, I want someone to fall achingly in love with me. I use my pale skin & unwavering green eyes to try to attract someone, anyone really, to me. I have a woman in love with me already, so this is a selfish tyrant. I just miss that unknowing when someone is so desperately in love with you, they drop everything at the sound of your voice. I suppose I don't inspire that in others. I am too stuck on being the lover that I've suddenly flipped into the fighter. I'm annoyed with my scribblings of mix tapes in ripped journals; angered at the poetry I type with a fury at the earliest hours of the day. I want the romanticism my own mind can initiate from someone else. My elitism is stemmed from these years of perfecting the art of a dark language, the art of honest love. Although I can not express it properly, Lydia is not only more than I ache for in the deepest of my bones, she is also the woman that I want this from more than anything.

[Wednesday
07.02.08]
It's 8:16am. I'm wearing a florescent yellow t-shirt, preparing to go to my second day at work. I dyed my hair black. Today is CR's birthday; tonight is his rager. This will be interesting. I danced in the rain yesterday with Aligash & David; I wish it could be like that all the time. I can't wait to get my next tattoo. These entries are becoming less & less intriguing. I apologize for nothing.
in a drunken fit of lust 10 were my redemption

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