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mungo
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I have decided to cut a lot of people out of my life. Too many of my friends make me feel bad about myself. Mike makes me feel bad about myself. Dave makes me feel bad. Tony lets me down. Aandrea breaks my heart. Krista plays too many games. Only Courtney makes me feel good, but I can't ever be sure when she'll be around. I'll hold on to Courtney, I'll let everyone else go (for now).
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splinken
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I walk with a straight back and fierce eyes. Could this be a by-product of my recent decision to eat more red meat?
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Raina
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I will take one and run, thinking to myself, I can't take this lying down.
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000926
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fish
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tried to stand up for her, really i did.. just lost my words too soon to be sure they understood.. to be sure she understood.. and then she went away... maybe next time i could just hold her hand and squeeze it when i felt her slipping...
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beorn
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together if possible, alone if necessary ... ... ... i feel like i have been standing alone to long ... anyone want to join me? Love me?
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020323
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Kate
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Most of the time I stand and walk alone, which pleases me. I don't always like being dependent. I like to observe. Are you my type, Beorn?
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020422
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.blekk.tchynah.dol.
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i cant stand the way you do this. i really dont. i dont know how to tolerate it anymore. i dont know whether this is good for me. i dont know whether i should start. someone help me, someone get me out of here. someone ... please...
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020520
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Death of a Rose
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apart, make your voice individualistic, fill it with emotion. Just make sure the ground is solid.
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BrainDead
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who cares this is a morally bankrupt dumpster but then i'm a roach hanging on some rat shit fuckers dee da ta da you suck shit from Chris Cornell's asshole
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estarocks
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what is a stand? is it where something stands? is it taking a stand? what if you can't stand up, for yourself, for anyone else, or physically?
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refracted
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i got up one day out of my bed walked out of my house no thoughts in my head i traveled far i traveled wide looking for something that sure knew how to hide into every corridor i'd take a peak down every hallway i would sneak through churches and malls offices and dorms past teachers and workers mere shapes and forms i walked for so long but nowhere did i see that one object which seemed to have alluded me i gave up my quest and started on home opened my door and swore never again to roam and there he stood all alone by my bed he said i've been waiting for you now get those ideas out of your head silly girl didn't you know you don't look for your love your love finds you and so there he stood so pure and good preaching about life happiness and stife now i stand beside him all smiles and tears wishing this weren't a dream made to placate my fears there is no boy there never was and where once stood a pair now i stand alone
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050110
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maybe it was all a dream
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stand and deliver or sit and be stepped on choose or be the chosen which will you be?
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krupt
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here i stand, a survivor of depression, a stronger person all around... i still feel the pain, and still turn to the bottle as i drink myself to sleep, only to wake in the middle of the night in cold sweat to visions of her with someone else. i never see his face, and i dont think i ever will. is thiat because it is the future aparition of me? i dont know, nor do i want to, id rather take my chances with someone else...i will always love you tho...
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080123
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what's it to you?
who
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