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Country: United States
State: Alaska
Gender: Male


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Expertise: Infiltration, and Swordsmanship
Occupation: Military
Industry: Government


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Member Since: 8/30/2003

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Friday, January 23, 2004

Why are you always doing this to me?

Hiding your true face..changing ur personality.

You must do this everytime when someones around?

And the wierd thing is you always seem to do sumthing to put me down.

I'm fucking tired of this.

I committed to this relationship.

Made a promise and everything.

And your over here, acting like i don't exist, in front of ur people.

Don't you see, my people arent behind me 100% of havin a girl.

I ditched all my brothers, jus to spend time with u.

I ditched all my relatives, just to love you the way i do.

i dunno how to say it...wether show i break it.

wether should i stay with it.

im dead once more...hoping to be regenerated.


Sunday, November 30, 2003

scard for life...

ill always remember the times...

you'll always be mine...

and as i see these crude marks...

i couldnt see you pretty eyes shine...

all i could see was the tears of sorrow...

going through all this is alot of trouble...

so as i reached for the knife...

and "i mark my self a new identity"

trying to cover up my depression with the words of "hypocrisy"

not knowing that the father, and our savior was already there helping me through...

not knowing my baby girl was also by my side too...

and the pressure goes in, the blood comes out...

the adrenaline feels good, with out a doubt...

sometimes i get soo angry i jus wanna shout...

the drepression, and the motion of my fluctuating mind is moving carelessly on, and on and on!!

my life is struggling, as i hang from a thread of love, which is my only salvation to keep me alive...

and God, is my true savior...

(love is the answer, but don't fall into its trickery)

 


Why?

Why must everything be a joke?

Why must we be individuals, and not a one?

Why must everything be in order?

Why must it be like like this?

Why does it feel like I am suffering?

Why is there a red line on my wrist reminding me that love is cruel sometimes?

Why is everything the way they are...

 


Monday, November 03, 2003

i love you...and love is worth going through these problems...buh there will be a point will all these problems come to me so...that ill be paranoid, and think everything surrounding me is a problem...


why must every time we resolve a problem, a new one jus comes...iono what to do nemore, i cant handle all this, i thot love was everything i had...it is comming dangerously close to the last resort: ending all of it...being alone again? buh hten that means i would break a promise...not just any...the promise that is as delicate as a frozen rose...buh all these problems make me jus wanna take the short cut, and jus being alone all over again....why? why must you fuckign ass holes be in the god damn mother fucking way...if i end it all...ill be hurt, she'll be hurt...its all gonna be painful...buh it will resolve all the problems, and future....iono wuh to do ne more...our lvoe is going good, buh is that everything that makes a good relationship i ask? what about external conflicts? what about your frends and family? what's their opinion about this love? ov course theres problems in relationships...buh fucking over and over the fuck again!!....once i was one problem...another one came...and another, and hte stupid part is, they all related to guys...iono wuh i should do nemore...



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