March 2012
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I’ve got my own brand of patriotism. It comes with nights of emptiness, where I show my true colors. The real meaning of independence. I’m hanging this flag as a warning for you to keep your range. It’ll be better if you keep your distance. It’ll be better if you just keep away. I am marching to the beat of a dead horse.
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Hell had you by the throat, you never got to heaven but you got real close. Your past has you in a chokehold, but you deserve it from what I’ve been told. Call my bluff, say what you want, I’m looking down at you from the top. I beg for attention in small doses, leave the scene smelling of dead roses.
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February 2012
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Soo my college decided that it was going to close at 4 because of the snow but not cancel the 2-4:30 art studio classes? Sooooooo, I get out early? Private art schools are fucking dumb.
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I just want to go home so badly. I don’t want to be here anymore. Everybody just wears me down and I don’t even want to deal with anything. I hate this place.
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