September 16, 2002

  • Have you ever felt like you are not about shit?   Yeah, not about shit and nothing you ever said mattered?


    Well sometimes I open my mouth and the whole fuckinb world changes......ok, so I am voinb go stop makng exceptiojns for tyotps vecause I konow how to spell, I am just not right in the head.   It has nothing to do with BUD LIGHT saand everythinbg to do with this nysterty beer.......... BLLUE MOON. from Belgium.....It's rea;;u nsaughyty


    ph shit, I did   bad.   I triec to fix it a nd it all came out bad.   sometimes it is good and I foerget aboput the bad, but I caanot make the   bad scteeb go away.  Ain't nothing I WANted anywaym bytm U  think I will go to Costa Rica anyway cuz ghix boy he said hw wanted me to come alomg and Joey, wleel, I ',m not angry anymore.


    eeeeeeeeeeeeeks, it's the beers gault and you ought to know the truth!!!!!!!!!


    This ainw worth an worp from hwll...............i did vad again, and I just jguiess at the keys.........nauvhty gurl..........just waitng to be spanked.


    O don't care anywayssssssssss


    make it go away.

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What?

I AM still paranoid,
though reasons changed.
I'm paranoid that they'll figure out the language
and patterns of
me,
and I'll forget to rea
r r
ange.

Then I'll just be textbook.