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Thursday, July 27, 2006



got some ppl wan be to blog.. so i blog..

i got my new electric guitar!! amen!

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Monday, July 24, 2006



WELCOME TO MOI NEW BLOG!!!!!!!!!! ENJOY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THX JASON!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Saturday, July 15, 2006



Amacita... do one no one di no di.

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Wednesday, July 05, 2006


A song that kill my heart.

finally figured out that you're not coming back and I'm not going anywhere.You were the one with all the faith how did you let it slip away?That's right, I'm blaming this all on you and the little things you didn't do.We both knew that you were stronger, could have fought a little longer.You didn't hold it tight enough.You lost your grip and I slipped right through your fingers.No more sleepless nights alone.This bed is better without you.No more waitin' up for calls.I've got nothin' left to say to you.Tell me again about those better days.This silence hurts me more than anything you could say.Broken knuckles, broken heart.I fell in love then fell apart.You tried to run, I tried to hide, still we managed to collide.Fell so hard, matching scars.Held you close, felt so far.Hearts beating out of time.You're screaming with no reason and no rhyme.So I will save this last breath for words that I won't scream.I don't feel like dying, but you're killing me.Just when the wounds start healing you're there to break me open.Watch the blood spill.I'm getting used to this.I'll clean it in the morning.

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Sunday, July 02, 2006



gOing kaYaKinG cAmp!

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