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Tuesday, July 27, 2004

i miss bitches.
i miss my bestie i never see her anymore.
i miss the white guy.

i think thats abt it.




the usual suspect said::
7/27/2004 02:46:00 PM :D

Tuesday, July 06, 2004

haven felt wad im feelin for a long long while.
the past four months were hell
with that comin to a grinding halt 2 wks ago
the end was the climax of all my anguish and mental torment
cldnt be more thankful and relieved that i actually made it thru

now i actually feel... happy.

pretty unbelievable huh?
considering all that raging pining moping and bitching
how my torn bitter heart kept the personal dramedy alive

i love the bitches.
wouldn haf made it thru without you guys
all those hours of brawling and sighing you guys ahd to put up with
all the great and at times lousy advice u guys dished out
amazing stamina man ladies
and how genuinely happy and excited u guys were for me when the nitemare was comin to a close
i think im everything i am becos 5 of u love me just as much i love each and everyone of u.
here's my kudos and my love


aint milking the bliss.
its a complicated "ur-sucha-bitch" but i still love ya kinda situation.
he hates the late nites the booze the cigarettes especially.
and the fervant attempts to eradicate zits & blackheads
inflicting physically almost unbearable (yea rite, thats wad he thinks)
but he adores me
ha ha ha


I hate the world today.
You're so good to me,
I know but I can't change.
Tried to tell you,
But you look at me like maybe
I'm an angel underneath,
Innocent and sweet

Yesterday I cried.
You must have been relieved
To see the softer side,
I can understand how you'd be so confused,
I don't envy you.
I'm a little bit of everything
all rolled into one

I'm a bitch,
I'm a lover,
I'm a child,
I'm a mother,
I'm a sinner,
I'm a saint,
and I do not feel ashamed.
I'm your hell,
I'm your dream,
I'm nothing in between.
You know you wouldn't want it any other way.

So take me as I am,
This may mean you'll have to be a stronger man.
Rest assured that when I start to make you nervous,
And I'm going to extremes:
Tomorrow I will change,
And today won't mean a thing

Just when you think you've got me figured out,
The season's already changin'.
I think it's cool you do what you do
And don't try to save me.

I'm a bitch,
I'm a tease,
I'm a goddess on my knees.
When you hurt,
When you suffer,
I'm your angel undercover.
I've been numb,
I'm revived,
Can't say I'm not alive,
You know I wouldn't want it any other way.
my baby wldnt like me any other way.
god im just as revolting as he is.
yuck.


the usual suspect said::
7/06/2004 01:37:00 PM :D


my world in a paper cup
gracie lou freebush
miss artful dodger
1986
st.nicks/cjc/nus theatre studies
//
Let each man exercise the art he knows.
Aristophanes

eclectic*psychedelic
The drama is not dead but liveth
and contains the germs of better things.
-william archer

all my lovers//haters
bohemian rhapsody
is this the real life?
is this just fantasy?
caught in a landslide
no escape from reality
open your eyes, look up to the skies and see
-queen

Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango!

ty
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