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read my profile sign my guestbook Name: i am vertical Birthday: 2/15/1988 Gender: Female Expertise: i bore people. Occupation: Government Industry: Nonprofit Message: message me MSN: stacevoli@hotmail.com Member Since: 10/12/2005

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Monday, November 16, 2009

	i put your picture away and now that you found it it's gone now that you feel it you don't
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Saturday, November 14, 2009

	except this saturday Stars lookin at our planet watching entropy & pain maybe start to wonder how the chaos in our lives could pass as sane ive been thinkin bout the meaning of resistance, of a hope beyond my own suddenly the infinite and penitent begin to look like home
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Friday, November 13, 2009


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Wednesday, November 11, 2009

everyday we die a little inside

i didn't wake up in time for 11:11. then again i think i did except i was too busy sobbing away. i'm so sick of this family drama. i dont know how to go to school with swollen eyes. there's so much irony though, the way this dysfunctional family functions. i'm so sick of being left to die i wonder whats the point in trying at all, esp when my dad had the cheek to spout some outrightly childish and irresponsible remarks. the worst part is i think he meant it. it kinda already is what he's doing anyway. disowning me.

i'm left to fend for myself and i dont even know what i'm fighting for. when is the true state of mind? when it is starved, at its most vulnerable, or under intoxication. i realize thoughts are pointless and crying is pointless and expecting is pointless when you already know the outcome. so why do we try? maybe being human is about having a reason. seeking or possessing a reason to do something. or having people who'd understand your reasons, or who have similar reasons.

its like having an open wound rubbed with salt before it is stepped and spat upon. then being blamed for ever having that wound. and the only way to keep yourself sane is to be jaded like that.

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Monday, November 09, 2009

	i feel like crying actually, suddenly. because i already know. probably will need.. more rings to distract me ..till the next attack which may hit anytime between 39 mins, days or years later.
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i put your picture away

except this saturday

everyday we die a little inside