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Fatalism, Chapter I: Intro, OutroName: Jason Meyers
Age: 20
Talents: He’s got a photographic memory.
Reason for Being at the Parc: All the signs pointed to this place for answers.
Significant Family/Friends: An older sister named Jennifer, and his two parents Jack and Morgan who have divorced and live in different states. Presumably he has a younger brother who lives with his mother, but he has yet to meet him. (view post) |
06/12/2008 | |
I hate people who use the word 'the'.Log in to see images!
OMG! This is 4_gr8_justices girfreind. He leik totally comited suiside 2day.
4 sum raison he left in his suiside note that i shuld post this in this thred.
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that iz all.
So who’s goin 2 **** me now? (view post) |
06/03/2008 | |
I hate people who use the word 'the'.So ******* is my official venting utility— due to the fact that noone ****ing reads my ****** ever, even when I used to update it all the time.
So some things have been happening lately that have quite frankly, ****ed me off. Most of them are entirely stupid, and some are entirely complicated. Either way— trust me when I say it’s not even worth a second thought.
Is anyone feeling so incredibly apathetic that they don’t find any reason to live life? Like seriously, sorry to get so existentialist on you, but what’s this all for? I mean, I attract all these girls that I don’t want. Some are crazy, and most are completely different than me. Not too mention I want to go into a career I feel i’ll never be able to accomplish, and to top that off- it’s a career that sucks. For some reason, when people depend on me, or even expect something from me— I take offense and shut down. It’s a defense mechanism I’ve had forever, and I wish it would just go away.
Why the **** can’t I take any responsibility for myself? There’s no one to blame but myself, but somehow I feel that -I- was the last person to influence these actions.
Furthermore, I hate when people pick argumentswith people(like friends) to prove their intelligence or just to see them squirm. I ****ing put up with it for one year at ********, I don’t when my “real” friends to do it now.
Okay.
**** you all.
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05/31/2008 |