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Mr. Death: November 2005
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The planet is fine, the people are fucked. Wednesday, November 16, 2005. I'm sick of Sundays. death days, birthdays, mug days. I was mugged again, just last Sunday, around midnight (so maybe Monday, who cares? I eventually got to the subway, and the subway guy told me to go to the hospital 'cause the back of my head was bleeding. What is wrong with people? I don't even have any money, and I'm still target # 1. On the plus side, missed three days of school (today included) and may miss more. As for my bir...
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Mr. Death: April 2006
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The planet is fine, the people are fucked. Saturday, April 29, 2006. I've come to the conclusion that I've discovered, rather unhappily, my purpose in life: the punching bag. I find it clear: the punching bag of God, society, whatever.and. You may say that I'm thinking negatively, but hell! This is me, this is how it is, try thinking positively when nothing ever goes right, and when something does, it actually, physically scares me. Why not while I feel scared and happy, but exposed? Am I so fucked up?
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Mr. Death: February 2006
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The planet is fine, the people are fucked. Sunday, February 19, 2006. The) streetlight (her) spotlight. Cigarette ashes frozen cash. And she fades into the night. For her extra pretty eyes. Her mouth it never smiles. But was it worth the lies? She wants to be a movie star. Not dead- in heart and mind. She wants to be a laughing spirit. Not fucked- she wants to shine. Her pretty powedered lipstick. And her lovely razorblades. Did nothing for her sadness. She was constantly afraid. This is what they say).
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Meandering Bitchings: May 2006
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You don't have to listen, no one else does. Thursday, May 11, 2006. La Traviata - 1987. The image struck me, pleasantly, while I was sifting through the endless crap of the internet: Viola,. 1987, an opera of four acts by the Guiseppe Verdi. It's sadly forgotten and rarely accredited, but modern films like. And dare I say. Were based upon its main plot. Meaning literally "a straying woman" or "a woman who strayed", can also be interpreted as "The Lost One". The play was rendered after. Addio del passato;.
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Mr. Death: November 2004
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The planet is fine, the people are fucked. Thursday, November 18, 2004. Is the picture of the church my mother and I went to see in 1999, when she took me to Quebec City. "Le Basillica du Ste. Anne" or something. I. Thought they said "Satan" so when the lady asked if anyone knew the name, I said "Satan" right in the church, and my mom looked so embarrased. I think I was 11 years old. * So niave*. Thats all for me. ;). Posted by Mr. Death at 7:31 PM. Saturday, November 06, 2004. Not Much Going On.
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Mr. Death: September 2005
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The planet is fine, the people are fucked. Sunday, September 25, 2005. Lance and I have decided to go out. *dies*. He told me last week that he used to dream about me sometimes and that when we were like 4, he wanted to marry me. *siiiiiiiiiiiiiigh*. I'm so happy. I'd like to say we made passionate love on the floor, but we didn't. :) We just kind of awkwardly fell asleep together. Sorry for the crappily written peice, ideas won't go all together now. (errgg see? But thats the gist of it.
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Mr. Death: May 2006
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The planet is fine, the people are fucked. Wednesday, May 24, 2006. If he could have sex with it, he'd have NO use for me. Posted by Mr. Death at 3:59 PM. Thursday, May 11, 2006. I find it disturbingly awkward, being in the same house as someone I'm angry at: walking to school with them, playing gigs with them, eating dinner with them.especially when its their house, and you're the interloper. He looked at me and said: "How come nothing ever goes right? Sighboring post, sorry. Tuesday, May 02, 2006.
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Mr. Death: February 2005
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The planet is fine, the people are fucked. Monday, February 07, 2005. Wow, it has been an amazing month.(I AM counting January too). I'll start with Christmas Eve because I guess I missed that too:. We had a party at Alex's bar and played for a few hours, but in the time slot of 1 AM to 2AM, Eric got drunk and fell off the stage and Lance had to lie down because he nearly died laughing at him. Good thing I was in good spirits or I'd have killed her. Joel's my dad, my mom and him got together in her secon...
