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Reading is one of my fav things to do. I like to be creative with all sorts of things. I love hanging out with chill people.Drunk people are dumb. 3/24/1997I can't fuckin' stand anything in the fuckin' world! 3/28/1997Fuck the world and don't ask for shit! Outty 5000! 3/17/1997Tripped last night. WHAT THE FUCK EVER! 3/29/1997Warm and fuzzy. 2/11/1997"Still" -Mel 2/11/1997Clean my shit up, then sleep. 4/6/1997I must talk to Mel. She'll help me out. 4/8/1997Mel, HELP ME! 4/8/1997I miss my exciting life. 4/11/1997I always feel like a small baby in a big cartoon full of transparent bubbles. 4/12/1997Candle in a big bucket. 4/14/1997Maybe this is the point where my life gets better. I fuckin' hope so! 4/14/1997I need to get a bunch of money and go away. 4/22/1997I have no money, no job, no clean clothes, nothing, no food, no cigarettes, nothing! 4/22/1997I don't know what the fuck is bothering me so fuckin' much? 4/23/1997I am a POTHEAD! 2/27/1996In my heart I hurt. I try not to show it. I think I hide it from myself, more then from any others. I smile to every one. If they only new the pain I feel with every breath. It takes every ounce of my being not to cry all day.
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Anything goes, as long as it has a nice beat.Arizona written by PauletteI start to disintergrate people my mind. When they disappear, I smile.I want to be with one other. Not a Thousand others.I want to go where the sky never ends and the land was always there.I want the wind in my hair and the problems of life behind me.I want to go to Arizona!
I love movies with twisted endings. The good guy doesn't always have to win.I like movies that make me think.Turners Fallswritten by PauletteBlack and white window.Little Dogs.Bitchy girl.I talk to her.Went to school.Leave the school.Cops, fire truck, ambulance.Such a little boreing town,that Turners FallsTURN around Around.It's all happening behind us,so just...Turn around.Oh, and don't forget...Throw the dead body out the window.
Mostly cartoons.I am running blind in an area never explored.I don't know what to expect.I don't know who to expect.I don't know why I should expect anyone.I see nothing.I react to nothing.I am the only one.Everyone always wants something...or else!Or else what?You'll take my rights away?You'll give me unbearable rules?You'll take from me my freedom?Go ahead, do it!I'll make you hurt 3 fold!Ask any question in the world and I'll answer it.What is so speacial about me?"What's so wrong with one person satisfying another?"I don't know, but what ever it is, it makes me uncomfortable.
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The Outsiders.Will anyone ever love me as much as I hate me? Will anyone care for me as much as I don't? Does anyone have that much to give? And if so, Where the fuck are they? Nobody knows the pain inside me. And if they do, why do they not inquire about my well being? I heard once, "Nobody can Love you until You truely love yourself." How can I love myself when I do not have the courage to do so? How the FUCK can I love myself when I can not find it in me to look for Help? What am I so afraid of? Why am I so fucked up?On Another Level Of ConsciousnessWritten By PauletteI want to ripe it, tear it, make it bleed.Feel the false.Have the warm metallicrun down my throat.You might not have a choice.Beating through layers of clothing.Want it, want it,Want to taste the blood.Such a beautiful liquid.Taste so good.Smells even better.Dripping down the knife,As I bring it from belly to ear.Don't need salt or pepper.Just dig in.No silverware needed.Just dig in.With your fingers.With your teeth.I want to ripe it, tear it, MAKE IT BLEED!
My kids.I am trying to see the positive in my life. I wish not to dread the past any longer. I have to relieze my life is MY life. If I want it, I must take it. I can no longer use lame excuses. I can do it. Anyone can do it. I control my own future. I am only misrable because I want to be here. I need to taste what I want. Taste it and get another bite. I am not a product of my enviroment. My enviroment is a product of me. I don't need anyone to tell me where to go. I already know where it is I am going. I just have to go there. I have to pack my bags and go. I need to take my kids to the life they deserve. I am the only one who can satisfy my want for happiness. Now I must stand up and take what I want.till next time,Paulette The only emotion I have left is total and complete sadness. A depresion so deep the begining is no longer in my memory. The world thinks I am always mad at it. Which I'm not. I'm just so sad all the time. I don't want to be sad so bad sometimes I won't except anything unless I can be the same.