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Friday, February 28th, 2003
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12:04 am - no time
tomorrow night is the last night i sleep in my bed here
in my pretty little room here
tomorrow is the last day i spent with my aunt for quite a while
i like her a lot
packing is making me into this spitting, kicking ball of stressed out hate
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(1 petal * do you love me?)
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Monday, January 28th, 2002
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7:36 pm - some ether
I'm thirteen, but when I was a kid
she'd screw a store-bought toy head,
a water-wiggle, onto the end of the green hose
that made it & me go softly berserk
twisting across the summer lawn
as if the air itself were Valium.
She could whisper for me to burn
& I'd turn to ash.
A blackberry patch grew wild off the road
to the electric transformers.
I'd fill my hat & carry them home for her
to make a lattice pie. Now she tells me
that she doesn't know how to bake,
that no blackberries ever grew around us,
that I never ate pie anyway.
Not ash,
really, but the bright flecks rising from a burning
house, the family outside,
barefoot.
(1 petal * do you love me?)
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Thursday, September 27th, 2001
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10:38 pm - i wish it was the sixties
wisdom
it’s one of our strenghts and also one of our great
weaknesses. emotional honesty.
If you have been rejected many times in your life, then one more
rejection isn't going to make much difference. If you're
rejected, don't automatically assume it's your fault. The other
person may have several reasons for not doing what you are asking
her to do: one of it may have anything to do with you. Perhaps
the person is busy or not feeling well or genuinely not
interested in spending time with you. Rejections ar part of
everyday life. Don't let them bother you. Keep reaching out to
others. Keep reaching out to others. When you begin to receive
positive responses, then you are on the right track. It's all a
matter of numbers. Count the positive responses and forget about
the rejections.
it’s easy to be miserable. being happier is tougher-
and cooler.
what a clean city
i m kinda sleep ee
call an ambulance
i feel icky
I like this song.
It's catchy.
Listen to this bit coming up.
Listen.
Listen.
There!
Isn't that bit amazing?
Wait.
I'll play it again.
To kill a demon made of wet
sawdust. This sort of demon
is almost impossible to kill.
The only way to do it is to
cover its face with wet bread
and karate chop its head off.
Otherwise you are in trouble
and so is the neighbourhood.
Wet sawdust demons like to
terrorise. N.B. Pressing its
face into wet bread that is on
the ground works best
though you can get a result
just by throwing the bread
at its face.
radiohead
current music: radiohead (5 petals * do you love me?)
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Saturday, June 23rd, 2001
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6:40 pm
I cannot write in this journal any longer. It is a FORTIFIED ZONE.
(6 petals * do you love me?)
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Thursday, May 24th, 2001
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7:12 pm - she saved the world a lot
turning my eyes pink
back when the Stars fade
(2 petals * do you love me?)
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Saturday, May 12th, 2001
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5:20 pm - tiny green soft
I made this by taking a phrase out of this everytime I reloaded. It's like looking at my own world through rosecoloured text.
Beautiful little pillows
Stuffed animals and old brown docs
A little beach, no light
Absolutely gorgeous
Muddy snowy rainy
Sparkling sinuous thing, it was crying
A tiny red one, crazy little pink dream
Rosebubbles on the balcony
Coloured pencils, paints
It's held me harder
Always, always, always love
One part of music
Paper, bearing what?
Cute, amazing image
Black origami cranes
One stripy hippie couch,
We are a magic row
He was absolutely gorgeous
(People clap for comfort)
Luna.
(2 petals * do you love me?)
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