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Load Up
Last Updated March 13th, 2003
Updated Info:
3:53 AM 10/12/02
Yo...i'm in the middle of exams and it's freakin late, and now i'm writing letters to myself. How lame is that?
you
2:05 PM 13/03/03
A new day, falling forward, falling back...climbing up to a sharp point. My thoughts, constantly eroding everything around me...causing me to climb further up the perch. A driving wind wanting me to fall, waiting, watching for the explosion of my rage to lash out upon what little balance still exists...
you
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Ruffage, spewing shit out of the mouths of the worthless to be displayed. Stare, mawk, gafaw.
It's all the same. Filling their holes with consumption until their obese hearts are strangled.
When they themselves become snacks, and the world remains the same. Unchanged from their existence.
Life, death, few fill holes, that can't be swept up and replaced by millions of the mass.
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