Keep my secret.

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- Sunday, January 24, 2010 @ 11:14 PM The more I read the more I feel like that giant spear is right up my back ... it's over man ... back to your hole I really feel like the man on the balcony but this time I'm crounching and nobody can see me, I'm letting go of everything and everything im holding on too.. what's the fucking use ... back to the other love where I stare at the clouds and count the days till Im not blind anymore at least I feel now ... the 21 guns pointing up my ass ... this is srly really really really shit ...

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When it strikes .. - Saturday, January 23, 2010 @ 5:21 PM You may ask .. how do hungry and hungary people look like ... and you get people like this .. which are just stealing and eating my food .. ... but some how the world balances out .. and then it kicks the bad in the ass.. Labels: Ian

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- @ 11:25 AM she ate my heart

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it's sucks bad - @ 1:04 AM I'm so afraid to show any emotion in my actions bcuz I know you will just stick a giant needle up my back .. getting drunk alone sucks... nowadays

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People - Wednesday, January 20, 2010 @ 10:03 PM They were just kids in love He was just a kid in love with her But She wasn't a kid in love with him And We were kids not in love Damn. Wat a waste The person with many questions not answered

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- Tuesday, January 19, 2010 @ 10:34 PM it's hard to refuse what you've been told, my puppetier told me that he owns me now, "not one word, I control that beating pulse .. so forget those petty feelings you have and throw them away" ------xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx--------- I now pronounce you 'heartless' ------xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx---------- and the string tied to my hand with the needle into my skin so deep that I can't forget how I feel and what is going on... its the second time that the puppetier has pulled on my strings and led me to the direction I wanted to follow.. but the wall hits harder when your eyes are closed and blind , do not pitty the 'bruised' To: The reader ( population 0 ) I'm sorry for the boring posts .. but I'm not feeling very my self this past day..

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I wonder if this posts help anything.. - Sunday, January 17, 2010 @ 10:13 PM there's a fear of me, that when the writer writes he holds his pen above the story telling piece of paper and let's the first couple of drops of emotion drip of the pen and imprint the virgin paper his emotions all held back and illustrated in the couple of tiny dots of the mark ink and if you place your eyes close enough the ink will touch your eye and you will see, the night of the singing moon playing his harp waiting for the sun to arise again but she dosen't come but only after he gives up time after time and all hope is gone ... she appears not sure if she really cares about him, even if she can't see him.. but hes there always and never did he leave .. that's why you can still see the moon even on the most beautiful day where the sun got her pearls out, but he's too sad to show he's face, that upside down smile because she didn't appear when he was strumming his fingers on the bleeding harp crying out for her.. ... and a strike of confusion hits him on the back of his head and his mind goes on a trip, "you like the clouds don't you? you keep hiding behind them. it's like you're afraid to say something to me.." says the moon. the reply never came because as again they never met. so i wonder when this sun of his will creep up behind him and his darkness disapears. his shadow disappears, they look into each others eyes and... 'time will tell' :) so turn the clocks forward till we next meet. *~~~~~* "And they might ever understand why I do what I do. but I can only speak my mind, and what I feel is true,"

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- Saturday, January 16, 2010 @ 3:55 PM players can be lovers too

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Little emo t I o n - @ 12:28 PM There goes snow white, riding away into the sunset with the one true love and having the happy ending so what happens to us now? there's a side of me that wishes she falls off that great white horse and there she is.. lying so silent in the deadness of hospital she awakens all alone and nobody beside her then she realizes that prince charming isn't next to her.. there's someone out there that still thinks she dwells in the past of life and everyday when sunshine breaks the darkness she can't move bcuz she dosent remember putting on a jacket when she went on that blind walk with the locals they cheer her on as she shakes that body that he desires so much but who is he? the ghost of the present, past and future. " boo ! did you miss me? " the recover session was alright and emotionaless but when you're out there breaking bones that break breaking hearts we hide from the witch.. hoping that we get our prince charming to save us "aren't you supposed to be out there" "no you go first" jump... jump? jump! fine we"ll do it together.. 1,2,3 ! and I jump but the hand I was holding slips off the edge of the cliff into the lonesome river side well there's plenty more fish in the sea, I'll just take this juicy gills and use'em there's still no trust there between heaven and hell is there ? cause we're still waiting for that arrow to shoot us from the back and give us that little extacy everyone desires ... Labels: Ian

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This is not good! - Wednesday, January 13, 2010 @ 6:49 PM I never understood why girls loved lip balm so much until now ... I decided to experiment ... On the 12 January 2010 I gave a girl called Sarah King A packet of these ... and this was the reaction when she first used it ... Results: 1. Experiment started to shiver and hyperventilate when lip balm came in sight 2. Experiment uses lip balm and suddenly 3. Experiment has orgasm .. Lip Balm is a form item that girls used to achieve orgasm, so fella's if your girl ain't using lip balm she ain't orgasming ... tip for kin nam Labels: Ian

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- Tuesday, January 12, 2010 @ 4:33 AM girls are like apples on trees the best ones are on the top of the tree the boys dont want to reach for the good ones because they're afraid of falling they dont want to get hurt instead, they just get the rotten apples from the ground that arent so good but easy so the apples at the top think something is wrong with them when in reality they are amazing they just have to wait for the right man to come along the one who's actually brave enough to climb to the top i'm climbed high before, i've fallen and it really hurt but you're right at the top and maybe im scared i might fall again? but im still climbing i think you're worth it (: this might take awhileeee Labels: vienna

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- Sunday, January 10, 2010 @ 6:24 PM and so i awake to a sleepy dead slumber where the blood again rushes to my head, the water is still and nobody's moving The say the grass is greener on the other side, paint a picture of a perfect world a picture perfect place ... ... but too much sweaty thoughts have gone into this paper just waiting to run into the closes shredder [Don't let go] the sign says ... [Warning] the end is near Im losing it slowly, just so slowly that she knows its not ganna happened again .. "so when is he ganna pull the bunny out of the hat?" Never once again but done That tricks packed, lacked and not surprised The Magician that can't perform Magic We just as well might give up the drinks we are drinking and give it ot the drunkard next to you ... at least hes feeling So im going to boycott this whole process "love" freeing my hand from the tightening glove and we're allllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll the way back to square one Reading the paper: he died a lonely bastard just like me what'd ya know .. Labels: The STUPID

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SKILLAGE - @ 4:08 PM MOST AMAZING PERSON EVER FOR FIXING THE BLOG? HELL YEAH! i feel like a god. soz for the rape... i'm just very proud of myself.

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- Friday, January 8, 2010 @ 2:15 AM i met someone today she's really nice :) i like talking to her hmmmm...

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Hallelujah to the funny posts - Thursday, January 7, 2010 @ 9:41 PM Helle yea! It's starting together funny again this blog! Imagine one day you wake up in a farm! Fuck yea! Aniways. My topic today is Daniel Wank Wen Han. He likes to play with two cock like sticks called drumsticks. Well Daniel... Hmmm he likes to wank . He is fun He is loolingly retarded sumtimes. He is a pedo ( definately ) He dreams of mr t spanking... Nvm He likes many things. (THIS GUY IS PRETTY GAY) His favourite passtimes probably fapin. Overall. He's a pretty good dude. Owh well I geuss.. You can't all be perfect. Especially you dan =] Teehee So now is the mings 30 min appreation time for dan. Have a good year dude. Peace Labels: ming

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- @ 8:55 PM MEET DANIEL WONG HE BEST DRUMMAH IN THE WORLD the way he holds his drumsticks its like he's got c _ _ k in his hand R.E.S.P.E.C.T brothaa lovee to wankalot :) Labels: HEHEHHEHE

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Retard - @ 3:17 PM In my opinion the guy with the post below is trying way too hard.. that ma fucka prob dosen't own one of these babies !!! (Hi my name is David) wooo !! look how happy that fella is !! he looks happy doesn't he ? does he?? DOES HE MOTHER FUCKING REALLY ???? Come with me and lets explore hes INSANE PENIS MIND Look through! ( hahah ) Here we see this .. Penis Man ..We shall call him Charles and now lets explore deeper ! OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG Hey it could be worst ... you could end up looking like this guy Labels: Ian

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mamamia speggiti balls - Wednesday, January 6, 2010 @ 10:04 PM hello monkey butts , your commander soapbob circlepants just checking up on the secret club. oh yes !!! the secret club !!! ta te da!!! you are all invited to the secret club except there are some requirements in order to join this superlativeciousexperdiciiuspenisiamnotgayijusthaveabigtoe club Number 1: each member MSG ( WTF ) !!!!! Number 2: each member must have attained level 5 on garena and if you are a girl u must have shaved legs ( I'm sorry _amita you can't join ) Number 3: everme. ( WTF ) No.4 ( I got lazy ): each member must have eyebrowns.5: luul I am a accountant look at me!! O-O now receite after me: I .......... the club member, mesti be able to cakap bagus england kepada ppl ppl yang I like, saya also Suka rape little anak when the mother watching and the bapA berak, I the club member also suka bang sai di water stools while constanly doing the ultraman sign and saying. " you have no toe nails hahah go marry a camel you hunchback of notradome " Question of the day: to all the ppl who said when pigs fly they will do or commit something.. don't they know they transport pigs in aeroplane's ?? bodoh !!! finally we have arrives at the destination , and u all are members of the "Buku is untuk reading and not for wiping backside" club thank u and cum again Labels: Ian

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- @ 1:40 AM fadaa eyy missed you in school TODIE get better yea? if i could drive i'd be visitng you right now :) but i cant ahaha sorry buddy if this is swine flu, i'll hit fawkenersaurus and sophie for you

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feelings - Tuesday, January 5, 2010 @ 7:30 PM I feel so ... cold lonely unloved desperate sick curious deserted scared uncomfortable sad worried hungry tired wishful thristy stress never before ... I don't like hospitals .. but I respect the people working for it .. :( :(

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- Monday, January 4, 2010 @ 9:00 PM you dont even care about me anymore.

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- @ 5:55 PM i wish this would just stop and you would just get out and i would just move on ' LOL IM NOT GONNA LISTEN TO YOU THIS PLACE IS NOT A BLOG ANYMORE FUCK YOU ALL this place is the 3am release suck my cock

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the total hypocrite - Sunday, January 3, 2010 @ 10:30 PM ... and so I ask not to write depressing material which dosen't benefit the fate of the world anymore but yet i don't have a home to turn to when I feel the urge to pass this dark deep demon tapping on my shoulder and shouting in my ear. I don't think there is another way to let go of my sins anymore, all stuck in my head, causin my outer apperence ... he looks steady, ready and calm.. but it's just another time ticking bomb ..and from the public we don't want to hear your tales unless you ripped yourself from head to toe. it's another of his 'moments' again. they don't see , they don't feel what he has to say bcuz readin this from the aspect of the outsider, it means absolutely nothing so he turns to his faithful typin thumbs and asks.. "just one more time?" and they do what he say.. bcuz it isn't just a blog anymore ... it's a diary of his hate, depression and sins into one compact universe of the internet, so give me a pen and paper and I'll write and write till you see through the eyes of the nariator

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- Saturday, January 2, 2010 @ 8:51 PM HERSTORY IS OFFICIALLY FALL DOWN PILLOWS Labels: HSX = FDP

profile Basically Ian says all the shit, Ming laughs and Amir buys the teddybears for the little kids ☜♥☞ herstory wishlist Ian wants: nuts lots and lots of nuts to fill his hands Ming wants: to not look like ian Amir wants: to be more than just the crush's best friend

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