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2005-10-02 - 12:19 p.m. The killing Moon will come to soon. Argh, fucking work today, i got an hour of sleep last night. I got too wasted, broke a glass, and cut my hand up. I probley bleed the fuck all over everything, it was everywhere. Fucking blood. Fate up against your will, through the thick and thin, he will wait until you give yourself to him. Argh, i'm in such a bloody fucking mess (not reference to the bloody hand, which i also cut with a glass, if my life was a movie this would be one of those metaphors.) What the hell am i going to do? God i dont even know. Hell i dont even know. Shit i dont even want to know. The Glass cut my hand, created a bloody fucking mess. |
