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Tuesday, September 20, 2005

i finally broke down.
sweat it all out. the pain..
simply excruciating.


i find it so calming..
listening to all the punk rock music
i used to listen to daily back in sec 2&3.
that was when it was all carefree.
little problems and simply just having fun.
guyys. they were never a problem.
punk rock rules my life.


just downloaded blink, american hi-fi, GC and bowling for soup.
me LOVE, back den.
shall be, once again. x)
it soothes the burning soul.
PUNK ROCK 101!


a blend of emotions.
sometimes it just turns out horrible.
take me outta this state.
please do.
someone, anyone.


bring me back to yesteryears.
take me back to where i belong.
make me trouble free.
i'll thank you tenfolds.


make me happy. just once more.


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