Let's use this entry as an intro to my world...
Hello. This is me. My journal. My misfortune in which we call life. Everything in here is solely for my venting and for the mere, sick enjoyment of whomever may come in contact with this journal. If you know me, feel free to read, feel guilty for knowing, feel obligated not to tell your friends. If I write about you, I'm sorry you came in contact with this; I can't guarantee any of it's pleasant. However, keep in mind that this IS mine, and you can't hold my thoughts against me; especially if you're the person prying into my thoughts. To everyone else, please enjoy my anger, my randomness, my occasional giddiness (it doesn't happen often)and most of all, myself. And if nothing else, enjoy my overuse of commas and periods.
...Enter the realms of my mind.
XOXO -Bleak
*I find this appropriate still, and since I plan on submitting more journal entries, some not so pleasant, I think this still stands as a pretty appropriate prelude...










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I GOT ME A CHOCOLATE JESUS
look up and out, the picked fence has fallen, all the curtains fallen
to the times to the times to the times!
to the red light districts light by glowing neon of ALICO! on the roof tops watching the yuppie whores dine on cheap liquors and wines and stagger up/out/in to endless illuminated pavement streets, which is where you threw the pizza!
to the times to the times to the times!
to the blood/lust and fore shadowed thoughts of yesteryear! to ducks the cows, the paints, and cheers, to our fallen friends and all our fears!
beth my friend you come so far!
ps. congrats on graduating!
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we are who we are, that's all we know
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-oRen!-
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If it looks interesting, take a picture.
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Note me | Watch me
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~bydgoszcz, *polska, ~P-A-S-S, *poseraddicts, *three-
Oh, and welcome to DA!
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I'm sorry for being inlove
With the girl i cannot have
I'm sorry for trying so hard
Trying to make things happen...
I'm sorry for loving you so much
Because you can't love me the way i do
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