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I want to
I want to be someone else or I'll explode
Floating upon this surface for the birds
The birds
The birds

You want me?
Fucking well come and find me
I'll be waiting
With a gun and a pack of sandwiches
And nothing
Nothing
Nothing
Nothing

You want me?
Well come on and break the door down
You want me?
Fucking come on and break the door down
I'm ready
I'm ready
I'm ready
I'm ready
I'm ready
I'm ready

I'm such an emo fag. Just punch me in the ovaries. Everything I set out to do or attain I fail miserabley and never reach my goal. I blame my location...and I suppose myself.

Right now I'm listening to Madonna's "Bad Girl". This song is this shit. Christopher Fucking Walken is in the video.

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I fucking hate people and I fucking hate life. Ever since high school I have always been stood up. "Friends" have always 'forgotten' to call me or have 'forgotten' to pick me up, or tell me when plans have been canceleld. I've made plans with friends before that were set a week in advance, and then they "forget". I've had friends invite me to clubs and they never call me or show up and I have to read about it in their web journals the next day. Last week I was supposed to go to Dayton. My friend cancelled the plans because he said he had no money. So what do I read about in his LiveJournal the next day? "I had fun in Dayton last night." Tonight I was supposed to go out with this same person and some other people I know. He's my neighbor, so I see him all the time. He said "we're going to leave at 7, so we'll stop by and knock on your door." Well guess what, it's 10 till 9! I just stopped by and knocked on his door for 5 minutes and no one answered. Looks like I've been stood up again. This is why I have no friends and rarely socialize; people are inconsiderate, forgetful bastards. And oh yeah, people never remember meeting me. I'll go up to someone I haven't seen in a while and start talking to them, and they look at me weird and say "I'm sorry, I can't remember you." Then I feel like a douche when I have to explain who I am. And my mother wonders why I have such low self esteem...