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"The roof is on fire but we don't need no water let the mother fucker burn, burn mother fucker, burn !"
No this does no mean my roof is on fire. Thankfully. The fire department reached it before it spread. I am glad. Although I did have everything that mattered pack into my backpack. It's interesting in the long run to realise just what is important to you. For example I wasn't concerned about my cd player, my clothes, my tv, my computer etc. My pack comtained my photo albums, diaries, Junk folders ( junk being poetry, short stories etc) and stuff like that. Also my stuffed animals were a concern -particularly good old Puppy. I find it interesting that that is the stuff I would chose. the memories. not the money. good for me I say.
Well yesterday was pretty interesting, 5 teens squashed on a bed fighting for "wall-space" while watching mmovies. Decent way to spend the day. Although I would have likked to have gone shopping. Fer sure. Spend what little money I have left. oh well.
Anyway, I am in a pretty fucked up mood. Not too sure why, guess I'll just have to deal with it. ALl i want to do is go outside and break things. Hit stuff w/ a baseball bat, punch trees. Carve pictures into my leg w/ a knife. Augh. It's all i can think about. I just want distruction and chaos and pain. I'm sure that's healthy, but I imagine I'll get over it soon. These things don't usually last a terribly long time. Well, enough doom and gloom for one day, I'm gonna go now and try not to destroy anything valuable.
posted by
that girl at 10:01:00 a.m.
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