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Apr. 20th, 2011

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I’ll fill this page with shallow words,

leaving every rock unturned.

I know it hurts, I know you lied.

You know me from these empty rhymes.

No mistaking, I’m not done with you.

               I have so much to prove.

I’m not asking for your patience, but I’m asking for your time.

I don’t want to know your secrets, I don’t want into your mind.

Just let it rain, let it snow, let magic let itself unfold.

Let freedom ring, let time rewind. I’m searching for some kind of sign.

I’m not searching for an end,

I’m searching for forever.

I’ll wait awhile.


Mar. 31st, 2011

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I seem to see a lot of thin-girl bashers saying "Only dogs want bones." That thin girls can't get "real" men and that "real" men want meat.
I guess someone should tell you if you held a steak or a bone in front of a dog, he is probably going to take the steak.

So in reality, you're the ones getting the dogs. Sorry.

Sep. 22nd, 2010

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Back home, off the run
Singing songs that make you slit your wrists, it
isn't that much fun,
staring down a loaded gun...
so i won't stop dying, won't stop lying.
if you want, i'll keep on crying.
DID YOU GET WHAT YOU DESERVE?
IS THIS WHAT YOU ALWAYS WANT ME FOR?

I miss you. I miss you so far...
And the collision of your kiss,

that made it so hard.

I miss you..........................................

Sep. 14th, 2010

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I wanted to kill myself. I didn't try to. I didn't dare.
I couldn't say goodbye. I can't leave without a goodbye.
Wandering the streets, through alleys barefooted.
I couldn't say goodbye, couldn't say goodbye. Goodbye. Goodbye.

I couldn't say it if I wanted to.
And until I can, I can't leave. And that, in itself, kills me.

Sep. 8th, 2010

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Dinosaurs go RAHRRRRRR

Todayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
was an epic fail. Well, not really. I've been doing good.
But this morning put me in a bad mood.
Because my weight is fucking horrible.

I hate how the scale measures how the rest of my day will be. I want to go to Daniel's and play wizard101. but i need my cigarettes first.

Sep. 1st, 2010

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I'm a fat fucking whore.
Nothing ever goes right for me.
I eat like a pig.
I dress like a slut.
I fuck like I'm deprived of any sort of closeness to anyone or anything.
I'm falling apart.

I haven't cut, and something makes me want to.
I promised him.
But promises mean nothing.
And I'm dying.
I need to cope with it somehow.
Someway. Someday. It'll all get better.

I'll be okay.

May. 26th, 2010

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I saw 110 on the scale this morning. too bad it was lying to mee.

May. 24th, 2010

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follow me on twitter.

twitter.com/RomeyRae
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I list another pound after that pound and a half I gained. going in the right direction again. my dad just bought me taco johns and I threw it all away ^___^ I might go to my friend Kasey's later yay. they eat meals at set times so I know how to avoid food there. it's convenient. I'm going to
get my monster and pla on the computer for a little while. I'll post pics and stats later today.(:

May. 23rd, 2010

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so today's total caloric intake is about 50 cals between the few pickle spears and lo-carb monster. I gained 1.5 pounds since yesterday. go figure. So I need to stay on track todayyy so bad. I'm freaking out because I might not make my goal of 110 by friday. I'm sticking to this. I won't give up and blacking out isn't going to stop me from getting this. This is all I've ever wanted. This is all I need.

Everything I need.

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