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Words without Confidence
Thoughts that has been feared.
Thoughts only being able to put into words.
This is how much I am feeling inside.
Trying to get you out of my mind.


ditigal trash

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Sunday, September 03, 2006
6:42 AM

I feel uptightly caught. I'm living a life of my own
which even I cannot control by myself.
Welcome to the other blog sub off the evolutionmatrix
one.

I couldn't make it to club that night. And I aint feeling
any better now. I wasn't there for my people and I
wasn't there because ______________.

I miss my bros. I miss all of them loads. Ive absoutely
nothing to say to my parents anymore. They don't
understand me a single bit. Whats that gonna sound?
Max, jovan and the rest knows more about me and
how I feel more than my parents. As I said,
the people that are important to me isn't the people
that love me and brought me up.

Its the people that love me and hear me out. I've sold
my life. And I've sold my life to my bros.love.

Benji

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