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Name: Matthew
Birthday: 9/20/1988
Gender: Male
Interests: Myself,
Spider-man,
Batman,
X-men,
any superhero except Superman,
friends,
movies,
food,
theatre,
vampires,
TV,
dancing,
drawing,
Halloween,
Christmas,
blue,
black,
grey,
things that glow,
music,
golden toilets,
the word "fuck"
Dr. Pepper,
Buffy...
Expertise: stalking
Occupation: Student
Message: message me
Member Since:
5/27/2004
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| I've decided I don't really like Xanga. I think it is better if no one knows what I am thinking or feeling. The only reason I started writing in it was because I am bored a lot, and it gives me something to do. But all it has really done is make my life more akward than it already is. So I probably won't do this anymore. I am done. | | |
| - Tomorrow -
Why does this have to happen now? I am already miserable enough and now this. Why the hell can't she see our point? Why does she have to humiliate and insult us in front of everyone? Now everyone hates us and I am going to be more alone than I was before. I don't want ot be alone, I can't handle it. Why the hell....I can't even breathe... I am so upset....fuck....... | | |
| - Imagine - Why does life suck so bad?
Why do the people who are supposed to care always screw you over?
Why do you always want to help, but are completely unable to?
Why is everyone always so afraid to be honest?
Why is everyone so fake?
Why do bad things happen to good people?
Why do good things happen to bad people?
Why is it the one thing you want is the one thing you can't have?
Why do we always want that one thing?
Why, no matter how hard you try to be a good person, do people still end up hating you?
Why do you always need those people's approval?
Why do the people you are closest to never seem to know the truth?
Why does life suck so bad?
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| Last night was very odd. The whole night seemed off and in reverse. The way my life usually works is I'm depressed all throughout the day, evryday. But on the weekends I go and hang out with my friends and I feel happy amd loved. But yesterdy was different. I was in a rather good mood during the day, not really thinking about anything. But then when I went to hang out with the group I had a complete mood swing. I was instantly miserable, tired, unhappy, and not loved at all. It wasn't my friends fault I was just in a terrible mood. And now I don't know if I want to do anything anymore. If the one thing that seemed to make me happy doesn't, well then what do I have left?
'¸.·´¯)*Matthew | | |
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