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lalalalalaa: October 2005
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It's crazy how my entire LIFE can be summed up into a bunch of words that rhyme(on good days). sad, but true. Monday, October 24, 2005. Alone, sightless and nowhere to go. Tell me she's not your world. I'm here. Can't you see? Let's go down together. Take your taste back. I lived next door to you. Kiss me in the rain. Is someone getting the best of you? Still a little bit of your taste in my mouth. A night like this is begging to pull apart. If I asked you to stay, would you? Links to this post.
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lalalalalaa: March 2006
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It's crazy how my entire LIFE can be summed up into a bunch of words that rhyme(on good days). sad, but true. Friday, March 17, 2006. Judgement day. or not. Always wondered what you sweet kind buddies thought of me. Whether you guys think as highly of me as I do of you. And please DO NOT be afraid to be honest. It's only me, your sweet unviolent loving friend! And no, I will NOT cause anyone extreme physical pain due to brutally harsh lying on their part. You met me. You know me. Now judge me. Huhuhu....
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lalalalalaa: May 2006
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It's crazy how my entire LIFE can be summed up into a bunch of words that rhyme(on good days). sad, but true. Tuesday, May 09, 2006. Todeh I mean Tom Cruise. By the way guys, Tom Cruise is dancing, NOT pretending he's on a Harley D. Posted by keishaowen at 10:40 am. Links to this post. View my complete profile. More ramblings just different sources. Gisela's Gassy Gay Girly Grumpiness. UK , here we come. What happens when Fung/ Matthias find out your pas. Stolen from Kins, who stole from gis who stole fro.
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lalalalalaa: February 2006
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It's crazy how my entire LIFE can be summed up into a bunch of words that rhyme(on good days). sad, but true. Sunday, February 26, 2006. The madam opened the brothel door to see a rather dignified, well-dressed, good looking man in his late 40s or early 50s. "May I help you? I want to see BETTY," the man replied. Sir, BETTY is one of our most expensive ladies. Perhaps you would prefer someone else," said the madam. No I must see BETTY," was the man's reply. The following night the man was there again....
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lalalalalaa: August 2005
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It's crazy how my entire LIFE can be summed up into a bunch of words that rhyme(on good days). sad, but true. Monday, August 22, 2005. Bored Lazy. me. I'm soooo lazy, lazy's my middle name. That makes me Karthini Lazy Owen. Wish my middle name was Sleeps With. Posted by keishaowen at 2:28 pm. Links to this post. Tuesday, August 16, 2005. Love the song. as lovelyly unrealistic as it is. Which then again is probably the reason why I love it. It's all about you. Tom:] It's about you). It's all about you.
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daisies: October 2005
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Monday, October 03, 2005. Lay on my bed. After a long journey. The prettiest white roses. I had ever seen. The same ones we spoke of. But I knew it was there. Alluring me to embrace them. Couldn't blink for the fear. It wouldn't be there when I awoke. Liberate myself from the feelings of guilt. And leave them there. Or do what I need. What I truly wanted. To forget and be light. Lay on my bed. After a long journey. And that is exactly where I left them. Posted by keishaowen at 9:18 PM. Hanging by a string.
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daisies: April 2006
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Tuesday, April 11, 2006. I've thought about it before,. I really don't wanna let you go,. But its the way you touch me,. The way you act,. The way you kiss me,. Checking how I react,. You lured me down into your lair,. And made me never want to leave,. But now you just don't seem to care,. I'm begging you, please. You know that i'll come back,. Cause there's nothing that you lack,. You know I'll fall back into your arms,. And fall so easily for your charms. You've let me go,. And i'm finally free,.
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daisies: September 2005
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Friday, September 30, 2005. As if mocking me. In a red box. There was once a promise. And here it was. We had it both. And that must count. Posted by keishaowen at 4:35 AM. Monday, September 26, 2005. He lies. (Part 1). But he shows it more. She makes him lie. By putting a knife to his throat and forcing him. She's trying to be sarcastic again. She isn't trying to be, she is. She's trying to understand. He doesn't like explaining. It only makes things worse. Now embroiled in it,she is. Never right, she is.
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daisies: November 2005
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Friday, November 04, 2005. Stop staring at the ground. As if it's all that you see. Don't you dare make a sound. For once, listen to me. I tried my best to make things fine. So look at me, look me in the eye. And tell me you were never mine. Instead of looking down and starting to cry. Nothing I do seems to be right. Everything I say seems to be a lie. All we ever do is scream and fight. Sometimes I wish that I would die. I can't hold back this burning anger. Should have known it would be my luck.
