Tuesday, August 5, 2008

the first diary ever written on blog

--up next, is what really written on my stripes diary paper--

anybody got stressed up because there's nothing you can do ? because there are a lot of things to do but they are to much and you can't carry it, and you feel like -BLANK- .. you have no idea what you have to do with it, and you feel confused with everything you do and say ?

"I'M SO FRUSTATED, I JUST WANNA JUMP !" let's jump together, forget tomorrow, just jump. those duties are making me sick, parents stick with their old style, my life being damned by my-own-destructive action, i cried almost every night, that meet and spit thing is making me scream, simple plan's "PERFECT" song is making me cry everytime i hear it, i don't know the was were of my problem so i can't fix it, in fact, this maybe one of the most emo diary i've ever made.

BIT MY TOUNGE HIT MY HEAD SCRATCH MY NOSE BLINK MY EYES OPEN MY EAR GET UP FROM SLEEP, IS THIS A MEGA-BAD-DREAM ?
now i'm sitting here, on my bed next to my paul frank and pig doll. they smile : ) , and i feel like they're laughin at me, say " HA-HA, we might just a doll, but we don't need to feel STRESS, PAIN, LEFT OUT, SAD, SORRY, etceteras " yea my dolls, i so agree with ya two.

PLEASE
BIT MY TOUNGE HIT MY HEAD SCRATCH MY NOSE BLINK MY EYES OPEN MY EAR GET UP FROM SLEEP, IS THIS A MEGA-BAD-DREAM ?
awake me, somebody

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