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i owe you nothing11:07 AM
Monday, March 24, 2008

You know, sometimes I think that Ben might be right about you.

Telling me that I owe you.... I should never put up with your bullshit. I already have endured enough.

I mean, I don't need you, do I? Just to make my life miserable.
To tell the family that I'm not going to graduate.
Fuck you.

I hope that when you find out all the secrets I hide from you... I hope you cry. And I hope that you blame yourself.

It's all because of you, you know. Everything.

Not anymore. I'm taking my life back. It's not yours anymore.

Every word that comes out of your voice disgusts me. You can keep them.

So come on, hit me with your best shot, hot mama. I've got a counter-attack you're going to love.
The cold shoulder is colder when you're getting it instead of giving it.

You anger me so much. When was the last time you praised me for just being me? When was the last time you saw someone beautiful and just let them be?
You will NEVER know happiness. You don't let anybody, even yourself, achieve happiness because you think that once you're happy you have nothing to live for anymore.
I'm happy, and I live for me now.

Fucking bitch whore narcissist.

Have a nice life,
Jess

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who i am
and what i want to be(for today)
let me just be myself
at 18 years old
bornJanuary 19 1990
nova scotia

"The dragonfly symbolizes going past self-created illusions that limit our growing and changing. Dragonflies are a symbol of the sense of self that comes with maturity.

you can find me at miss.dragonfly@live.com
and desires too

- To learn to only be
- to fly around the world in a hot air balloon
- to bathe in a waterfall with the man i love
- to understand people
- to just accept and be accepted
- to embrace my youth the way that my grandmother would if she had it
- to enjoy


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to the ones i love

one secret i don't want anymore

you came and scared the skeletons out of my closet
one nasty one in particular
sent him away, told him that if he ever came back
you'd put the run to him again
even if he returns and you're not there to fight him
you left me with the strength to fend him off myself
like a shotgun hidden underneath the kitchen sink
with no regret i'd shoot him as he came through the door
-kat kirby

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