10.

take a deep breath, now breathe out.
dedicate these next few seconds to me.
focus all of your energy on my words.
forget the events that have happened today.
clear your mind, clear your thoughts.
if you haven't done yoga i suggest you try it.
it soothes the soul, if you have one?

i like being called weird.
i like when people try and bring me down.
all day i put others down, no-one has the balls to do it back.
i like fast pace, red leaves, and purple lips.
recently; more than ever.
i enjoy mood changes, staying one way for to long is boring.
you have to change it up a bit.
i want to fly away.

late night t.v specials; here i come
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9.5

FUCK YOUR LIFE.
exploding heads.
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9.

wet hair, dry body, warm.
again in this state of being.
i need to get dressed and ready to eat.
then for work.
i just dont want to do this anymore.
i hate being here, memories fucking suck dick.
U
hate, filled, smoke.
i'm clouded.
i can't see.
flip switch.
i want to stay in this dark room forever.
i have a fear of rejection, doubtful, i could care less.
i have a fear i wont be noticed :truee: i care what you think.
i'm over you, whomp.
south park, LOL
hate that word phrase? no what's it called!
ugh, whatever.
fat ass, chocolate smeared face, that's me.
RIGHT NOW!
i love it, so do you.


sleep well
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8.

i just want to escape.
i really don't want to think about you.
or you, or you.
i like my close friends.
i hate everyone else.
people are the same everywhere.
i need change, and i can't get it from here.
let me free, set me loose.
walking, walking, running.
that's how i feel everyday.
people are stupid.
i hate being alone, scratch that.
I love being alone.
at times.
typing: keyboard: chocolate milk.
that's me at this point in time.
late night hang outs haven't happened in a while


depressing
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7.

just signed up for next semesters classes.
stoked. extremely.
starting to budget
hopefully moving out next summer.
chyeah.
im never eating anymore.
i got to change that.
never not changing.
i kind of miss that
im confused.


short, sweet, gone.
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6.

shower time.
(i didn't take these pictures)
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5.

i went outside and took pictures with my brothers camera.
i wish i had my own, this sucks.
i actually went out to take pictures of my kitty kat.
i got a tad bit distracted with the scenery of my back yard.
just saw zach and mira make a porno.
it was 'lol' funny. which is very funny in jasminism.
thinking about this old song, that i always think about.
Halifax - its late and i'm up..
wore my amazing socks, monnica got me, today, awe yeah
secret lovers, that's what we are.
i don't like people knowing about my personal life.
thats just how me, and you, and everyone we know feels.
tonight i had fun, for the first time in a while with someone.
very strange.

sweet dreams
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4.

I'm at work, it sucks.
not really, here we go again with the lies.
some "cool" people are here. and the regulars.
working at a coffee shop isn't too bad.
i feel at home?
lets not go there, bud!
my septum piercing smells terrible right now.
i gauged it a while back hence the smell.
im waiting for my burrito to come.
i just feel like typing right now.
im sitting here on this stool with my skin peeling off;
due to my new tattoo.
i hate being asked what it means.
i dont understand why tattoos have to have meanings
for them to be important!
the postal service is playing :)
cranberry pom juice is blowing my mind.
rumors have been squashed.
lets confront them right away next time, okay!
hate is unecessary, my life will change.
doubtful, since no one changes unless they truly want to.
And people don't change.
mustache. beard. legs.
the artsist we have at bean there is interesting.
kind of spooky!


burrito time
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3.

my cats crying outside of my door.
i'm a cold heartless bitch and i wont let her in to pet her.
i am very tired of being nice to people.
i just want to smash everyone's head into a table.
not everyone, oops, i lied.
past two days been getting home too late.
sleeping in too much.
working this whole weekend sucks.
i don't feel like typing anything.
i have to pee, and its so dark in my room.
listening to lil wayne, haven't done this is a while.
i prefer biggie over wayne.
i want to go to a giant dance party.
glitter, sparkle, pop.
separation of thoughts, lies.
i lie more than you.
i am not quite sure why i am in a competition with myself!
crazy girl.
i guess i'll take a shower and clean this grotesque house.
maybe eat some treats ?


hello world
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2.

I'm naked. Writing this blog.
I feel like my body is warmed enough for me to think positive.
Senses fail, i miss them, i miss the past.
I have a bright future? how would you know.
"you know, that you are worthless and I am better than the games, that you play princess, we played and always win."

fantastic. wonderful. inhalation.
i pick my nose when no ones around.
i smell my gauges, they smell good.
i talk to myself to pass the time.
i look at my body in the mirror, and it's perfect.
i pretend i'm with you.
i tell secrets, i talk about you.
all of you, even you.
i walk around my house in heels.
i wear vans with no socks.
my moms my hero.
i don't want a relationship.
i enjoy sexual conversations.
i'm celibate.
i drink too much, i smoke not enoguh.
i word things differently.
i see the world through my eyes, not yours.
I hate people who think they know everything.
i pretend to be ditzy.
i pretend to like you.
i have a taco bell cup in my room, 4 days and counting.
i like bones.
my grandmothers here.

hello world.
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