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JERK
http://sickamong-thepure.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-is-his-very-super-uber-secret-blog.html
Τρίτη, 5 Ιανουαρίου 2010. This is his very super uber secret blog. This is his superhero underground HQ. He's so damned afraid people will think he feels sorry for himself, which he does. The thing is, he ain't going to beg. The thing is, he doesn't even care what the voices are saying. This is what's called "blinded by rage". What's the next step? Εγγραφή σε: Σχόλια ανάρτησης (Atom). Sinners and saints #2. Memoires of a Heroinhead. The Junking Ballad of Earling Mid-Morning. Πριν από 3 εβδομάδες.
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JERK
http://sickamong-thepure.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-just-accidentally-shoved-my-mother.html
Πέμπτη, 7 Ιανουαρίου 2010. I just accidentally shoved my mother down a ladder. Memoirs of a Heroinhead. 2 Απριλίου 2010 - 3:47 μ.μ. I just accidently shoved a ladder up my mother. Oh, boys can be so wonderfully cruel! All My Best, Shane. Marla the big tourist. 16 Ιουλίου 2011 - 8:26 π.μ. I am sure it was all for the best ♥. Εγγραφή σε: Σχόλια ανάρτησης (Atom). Sinners and saints #2. Memoires of a Heroinhead. The Junking Ballad of Earling Mid-Morning. Πριν από 3 εβδομάδες. Πριν από 2 μήνες.
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JERK: Ιουλίου 2009
http://sickamong-thepure.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html
Τρίτη, 28 Ιουλίου 2009. OooohCD players.What an invention. On the other hand, cell phones. Creepy inventions. I got about half an hour of sleep. If i slept at all. Maybe I was just daydreaming, closed my eyes and imagined a way outof here, a happy ending, so hard, it felt like peace in my head. It felt like sleep. Imagine he knocks on my door. He's never knocked on my door at.what time is it? At twenty minutes to two in the morning. Well, I hope,I wish, I pray he does it now. I need him. To f...But they ...
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JERK: Ιανουαρίου 2010
http://sickamong-thepure.blogspot.com/2010_01_01_archive.html
Πέμπτη, 7 Ιανουαρίου 2010. I just accidentally shoved my mother down a ladder. Τρίτη, 5 Ιανουαρίου 2010. This is his very super uber secret blog. This is his superhero underground HQ. He's so damned afraid people will think he feels sorry for himself, which he does. The thing is, he ain't going to beg. The thing is, he doesn't even care what the voices are saying. This is what's called "blinded by rage". What's the next step? Last night he was convinced he was going to die if he closed his eyes. The sad ...
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JERK: mutterings
http://sickamong-thepure.blogspot.com/2009/07/mutterings.html
Τρίτη, 28 Ιουλίου 2009. OooohCD players.What an invention. On the other hand, cell phones. Creepy inventions. 10 Νοεμβρίου 2009 - 6:45 π.μ. You were a follower of my last blog, The Pursuit of what matters To me. Unfortunately my blog host got in some kind of trouble and decided to erase all data, which obviously also included my blog so I lost it all. My new blog is located at http:/ upabt.blogspot.com/ if you wish to follow me there. Btw If you had my old blog linked Id love you to update the link.
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JERK: untitled
http://sickamong-thepure.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-got-about-half-hour-of-sleep.html
Τρίτη, 28 Ιουλίου 2009. I got about half an hour of sleep. If i slept at all. Maybe I was just daydreaming, closed my eyes and imagined a way outof here, a happy ending, so hard, it felt like peace in my head. It felt like sleep. Imagine he knocks on my door. He's never knocked on my door at.what time is it? At twenty minutes to two in the morning. Well, I hope,I wish, I pray he does it now. I need him. To fall asleep. Or now, that I don't know where he is and if he's okay, I need*somethi...But they won'...
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JERK
http://sickamong-thepure.blogspot.com/2010/01/last-night-he-was-convinced-he-was.html
Τρίτη, 5 Ιανουαρίου 2010. Last night he was convinced he was going to die if he closed his eyes. So, instead he wrote this. He gave it an absurd name. He called it: THE LUDICROUS THEATER OF VENGEANCE AND VINDICATION, which was quite ludicrous on its own. It was one of those terribly bad ideas. Or one of those ideas that go terribly bad. But he wrote on. Because he wanted revenge. Because he wanted to scream at people who weren't there at the time to scream at. Show, don't tell. It was getting tiresome.
