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Monday, May 18, 2009

HATRED seems to break trust and promises

I GOT HOOKED TO BEJEWELED!
AND I'VE GOT A FUCKING MIGRAINE HAUNTING ME!
CAN I JUST SQUEEZE MY HEAD DRY?
OR SOMEONE, DO TAKE A KNIFE AND CHAUVE IT RIGHT THROUGH MY BRAIN,
AND THE PAIN WILL GO AWAY.
SOMETIMES, FEELINGS ARE HIDDEN.
WHILE MOST OF THE TIME, LINDIS'S FEELINGS ARE SHOWN.
I AM TEXTING IN SUCH A WAY, IS BECAUSE,
I AM VERY PISSED WITH EVERYTHING THAT'S GOING ON IN MY LOUSY BULLSHIT LIFE,
AND I VERY MUCH HATE MYSELF FOR MANY THINGS.
I PRATICALLY AND BASICALLY DISLIKE EVERYTHING ON EARTH THAT SPARKS THAT GENTLE SPARK TO CAUSE A FOREST FIRE IN ME.
I AM SO SICK OF EVERYTHING AND I WISHED I WAS DROWNED TO HEAVEN IN MY MOTHER'S WOMB.
THE WORLD'S GOING CRAZY OVER H1N1. WHO CARES?
BELIEVE, IF YOU ARE FATED TO DIE, YOU WILL NEVER BE ABLE TO ESCAPE DEATH.
THE TIME, TIME THAT WAS PREDICTED LONG BEFORE YOU WERE BORN,
IS THERE FOR THE PAST INFINTE YEARS.
YOU MAY THINK THAT I AM MUMBLING SOME NONSENSE HERE, SOMETIMES, I DO AGREE.
MY MUTHA FUCKING CRAZY BITCHY MOM IS SCREAMING HER HELL OUT OF HERE.
I WONDER WHERE WILL MOMMA GO AFTER SHE DIES?
HEAVEN? OR HELL?!!! OH FUCK. I AM CURSING HER.
GOD BLESS THE SHIT OUT OF ME, CAUSE I AM GONNA GET MY FINGERS OUT OF HERE.


Oh Hello. I'm Lindis. March 2009 April 2009 May 2009 June 2009	Monday, May 18, 2009 HATRED seems to break trust and promises I GOT HOOKED TO BEJEWELED! AND I'VE GOT A FUCKING MIGRAINE HAUNTING ME! CAN I JUST SQUEEZE MY HEAD DRY? OR SOMEONE, DO TAKE A KNIFE AND CHAUVE IT RIGHT THROUGH MY BRAIN, AND THE PAIN WILL GO AWAY. SOMETIMES, FEELINGS ARE HIDDEN. WHILE MOST OF THE TIME, LINDIS'S FEELINGS ARE SHOWN. I AM TEXTING IN SUCH A WAY, IS BECAUSE, I AM VERY PISSED WITH EVERYTHING THAT'S GOING ON IN MY LOUSY BULLSHIT LIFE, AND I VERY MUCH HATE MYSELF FOR MANY THINGS. I PRATICALLY AND BASICALLY DISLIKE EVERYTHING ON EARTH THAT SPARKS THAT GENTLE SPARK TO CAUSE A FOREST FIRE IN ME. I AM SO SICK OF EVERYTHING AND I WISHED I WAS DROWNED TO HEAVEN IN MY MOTHER'S WOMB. THE WORLD'S GOING CRAZY OVER H1N1. WHO CARES? BELIEVE, IF YOU ARE FATED TO DIE, YOU WILL NEVER BE ABLE TO ESCAPE DEATH. THE TIME, TIME THAT WAS PREDICTED LONG BEFORE YOU WERE BORN, IS THERE FOR THE PAST INFINTE YEARS. YOU MAY THINK THAT I AM MUMBLING SOME NONSENSE HERE, SOMETIMES, I DO AGREE. MY MUTHA FUCKING CRAZY BITCHY MOM IS SCREAMING HER HELL OUT OF HERE. I WONDER WHERE WILL MOMMA GO AFTER SHE DIES? HEAVEN? OR HELL?!!! OH FUCK. I AM CURSING HER. GOD BLESS THE SHIT OUT OF ME, CAUSE I AM GONNA GET MY FINGERS OUT OF HERE.