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Wednesday, September 15, 2004

thanks for all the wishes guys! means alot!
i dont know why but i keep listening to songs that talk about people being killed. is it just me or is emo very bloody. bloody good. i dont know why but angst songs make you feel good your alive instead of in a pool of crimson goo. theres all these songs of people being shot and tied up. its greusome, but then again you feel revilatlised. it gives a you a boost and shock. to look at life in a different way.
look at life in a different way? yeah sure. were only given a pair of eyes. we only have once viewpoint. but with our minds we have thousands. with everything we go through a new dimension is opened and a new viewpoint is created. stub your toe on the edge of a table. you open a new dimension in which you are now weary of tables. you try to avoid tables because they have caused you pain. how many dimensions have you opened? but if you meet someone. and they say that tables are not the ones at fault. it was you who stubbed your toe. you suddenly realise, its not the table. what is it then?
oh well thanks. :)

birthday.
hooray.
im so gay.
im jay.
in shades of gray
i may
be okay.
you say
walk this way
its free, dont pay.
i said yay.
now here i lay
in the break of day
im split away
in the middle of my fray.
theres no time to pray.


James Barr at 7:33 AM

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