2005-12-08 : 4:04 p.m.
Hate is such a soft word to wrap her with.

How do you define yourself as something other than what you do from 9 to 5?

How do I do this, so the venom the midget that has some inferior complex with me, keep from defining my morning, noon and dread for next day?

How does one person, who does not deserve every breath, continue to live, while other so genuine perish in a heart beat?

I suppose passing that form of judgement would bring on as much sense as your self righteous ass-wits that kill doctors to save dead babies.

And all this while Echo and The Bunnymen save me with their 'Lips like Sugar'.

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