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Parting is such sweet sorrow...

My Pointless Meanderings

Created on 2003-12-19 10:07:11 (#1631360), last updated 2006-05-08

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Name:	Plz Hand me a Shot of Bleach
Birthdate:	05-22
Location:	Lawrenceburg, Kentucky, United States
Website:	My Pics

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Ok...so i now know nothing about my friends and they know nothing about me...life=pointless, always has and now even more....(rc tries to tell me its not)...i have no b/f(boy) and i dont think i ever will, i see no future for my life and if u try to change me, well, u suck. I've tried to kill myself more than once, as u can tell, ive never succeeded...i feel so alone...no one calls, everyones too busy...family=satanists...thats about all...for this chapter of the story

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Watch out for my murderer on this day...

What will your Funeral be like? by rashock
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You will die by:	Mysterious unsolved murder. The killer was never found and neither was your body. Your casket is empty and you family mourns till this day in hopes that you are still alive or died a swift death.
Death Date:	July 18, 2013
Number attending your funeral?	163
How much will you leave to friends and family?	$1,376,987

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Times have changed and so have I. I think I am in love and my life keeps getting crazier daily. Who am I in love with? The idea of love is who I'm in love with. I need to experience this love thing...never.

"Better to have loved and lost, than to have never loved at all."
-- Saint Augustine
"It's better to have loved and lost, than to have never loved at all."
-Alfred Lord Tennyson
2 different guys, same quote.

Done.

Once again- different outlook on life. I have become soo close to soo many people, I've been soo brokenhearted, repeatedly. But still I move on, with a little help from my friend Mary J. Mary J has come to visit everyday just about for the last year...i need to find a new friend, namely- self control.

I heart my boy- Zach/Cracky.

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IF all the world and love were young,
And truth in every shepherd's tongue,
These pretty pleasures might me move
To live with thee and be thy Love.

But Time drives flocks from field to fold;
When rivers rage and rocks grow cold;
And Philomel becometh dumb;
The rest complains of cares to come.

The flowers do fade, and wanton fields
To wayward Winter reckoning yields:
A honey tongue, a heart of gall,
Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall.

Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses,
Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies,
Soon break, soon wither--soon forgotten,
In folly ripe, in reason rotten.

Thy belt of straw and ivy-buds,
Thy coral clasps and amber studs,--
All these in me no means can move
To come to thee and be thy Love.

But could youth last, and love still breed,
Had joys no date, nor age no need,
Then these delights my mind might move
To live with thee and be thy Love.

Sir Walter Raleigh

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