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I'd like to write a poem or prose so nice
The ones that ooze with good advice
The types full of wisdom and truth
The ones that can calm and soothe

Or maybe a verse full of wit
That'll make readers go "That's neat!"
But all I can come up with is this lousy thing
About the things I keep wishing

I should come to terms with it
I really can't write for shit
DAMMIT!

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v Friday, July 30, 2004 v

Some people are so disturbedly screwed up.

God, if I be a mom, don't let me be a bitch who screws my kids up. Break their hearts. But I don't wanna spoil them too.

Iman syafiq is such a kewtie baby.
Slacking, lost right now. La wtf. I am so fugged up.

No one wants me. I'm scared. So I say I don't want anyone/anything serious. Because intense emotions scare me. Don't think I'll ever be ready & mature to handle it. Like ngeesh & diego.

 

~wYLdeFiLLy~ 11:40 pm [+]
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