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[20 Oct 2009|12:00pm] |
I hate you, you dirty little rat child.
I pity you and your arrogant delusions. You're worse than any cocky, air-head, everyday boyman. You live in the desolate depths of lake wobegon but exist in reality in the boring grey drudge of mediocrity.
I'm hoping you can at least drag yourself from the room of thousands that you exist in so ignorantly to live up to your word, (because all you have is words, anyway), and find me here. Maybe then you will see what sick stupidity you were living in with me. How i let you live that way, in that certain belief of me.
I hope you realise, with a slight twang of embarrassment, how insufficiently you judged me. Because you never knew me, i never let you, i probably never will.
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[04 Sep 2009|07:31pm] |
Oh i found my boyfriend on livejournal.
I want to add him and not tell him its me and see if he guesses.
It will be like a funny little secret that we don't mention in real life.
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[20 May 2008|05:01pm] |
"I do not know. The story i am telling is all imagination. These characters i create never existed outside my own mind. If i have pretended until now to know my characters' minds and innermost thoughts, it is because i am writing in (just as i have assumed some of the vocabulary and 'voice' of) a convention universally accepted at the time of my story: that the novelist stands next to God. He may not know all, yet he tries to pretend that he does...
So perhaps i am writing a transposed autobiography; perhaps i now live in one of the houses i have brought into the fiction."
+ 10 points if you name the novel.
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[16 May 2008|06:40pm] |
There was a girl who talked to Geese
it became clear to her that the Geese she magically understood were once human, like her.
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[07 Feb 2008|05:11pm] |
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People saw there clairvoyance in the wiped out elms and the harsh sunlight, some thought the tortures tearing the Lisbon girls pointed to a simple refusal to accept the world as it was handed down to them, so full of flaws.
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[07 Oct 2007|03:16pm] |
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Tell me your secrets anonymously.
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[17 May 2007|06:39pm] |
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sometimes i really piss myself off.
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[01 Apr 2007|10:56pm] |
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rubyrubyrubyruby
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[27 Jul 2006|12:47am] |
I'm crying for him now
Not because of him.
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[06 Mar 2006|07:07pm] |
I'm such a joke. I can't do this.
I can't be in a normal, loving, relationship. The type where he cares about me and wants me and i want him back without wanting to gag.
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[12 Jan 2006|01:15pm] |
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Today i was thinking, if we were all just floating brains, life would be so much simpler.
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[18 Dec 2005|05:02pm] |
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lalalala
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