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[06 Mar 2008|11:59pm] i feel like i don't thank people enough. i feel like i don't know how to say "thank you" like that's just not enough, or it's too preset and automatic. but i do want to say thanks to all of you. 1 Comment| Harass Me

[12 Aug 2007|01:24am] I WANT TO TAKE EVERYONE DOWN WITH ME. Harass Me

[01 Jun 2007|01:38pm] [ mood | sleepy ] Last night was a big stonned, drunk, and viced out orgi. Fuck yeah. Harass Me

[14 May 2007|05:32pm] [ mood | lonely ] I have not talked to the boy I'm kind of in love in: 2 months 1 week and 3 days. //that is all.// 3 Comments| Harass Me

[02 May 2007|06:47pm] I wanna see who's willing to pull me down. 2 Comments| Harass Me

UP. [30 Apr 2007|05:04pm] I wanna get fucked up. Really, really fucked up. I wanna get beat up and knocked up and shut up and messed up. I wanna go UP. 2 Comments| Harass Me

[07 Mar 2007|07:57pm] He's gone. Will I get an address? Will I write back? Harass Me

[28 Feb 2007|04:41pm] Just another day until fucking implosion. And the alcohol is gone, leaving no easy way to deal with my problems. The drugs I have arn't the right kind. I just want to IMPLODE. I want something noncommital. Some emotionless relationship. I want that Saturday night I spent all wraped up in the sheets with him back. I want it back. I want to rewind, pause, play, rewind, pause, play. Because that's the best I've felt in a long time. It's gone now, and I feel like I'll never get it back. But other than this, the best I can do is apathy. Apathy: Baby, I don't care if you can pick me up or not; I don't care if you wanna see me. You can pick me up, you can see me...But I don't give a damn either way. I think that if I give all my energy to being apathetic then I won't kill myself. Not that I care either way. Harass Me

[22 Feb 2007|04:24pm] Please, heart, PLEASE! WOLUD YOU GO AHEAD AND IMPLODE! I feel like I need to get the living shit beat out of me. Like I need to get so absurdly fucked up that I wake up the next morning on the street with a broken face and sore limbs.  I feel like every one I know should just turn around and say "KELSEY, I HATE YOU!" I feel like I need to fall off a very tall building, and live. I feel like i should be hit in the face by someone. I FEEL LIKE LIFE NEEDS TO HIT ME NOW AND HIT ME HARD AND HIT ME GOOD. I feel like the world needs to see what a fucking piece of shit I am, curled up and cring  with eyes swollen shut, and snot all over my face, all bruised and beaten and broken. The wold just needs to see me torn down in every possible way, pissed on and kicked at, raped, fucking kidnapped and intoxicated. And when you find me on the street, lying in a puddle of acid rain and vomit, you'll only say "She has go lower, lower..." And you'll be able to spit on me, and turn around and keep walking without feeling anything but satisfaction. You'll see me bleeding in an ally, and you'll only say "I hope she lives through this shit 'cause she deserves it" Harass Me

[13 Nov 2006|10:45pm] mmmmmm lightness and the drunkenness abound. Harass Me

[09 May 2006|05:26pm] FRIENDS ONLY! 6 Comments| Harass Me

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