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Saturday, October 23, 2004
Swapping your love for hate...


It's funny how you can be into someone so completely and utterly one day and the next you just want them to slide under a bus and taste their own blood.

Same intensity of feeling at a completely different frequency.


This thought broke free from Solender's mind at 11:56 am
It is still at large and should be considered Armed and Dangerous

Angelena
October 27, 2004   12:55 AM PDT
 
So true. And then you go right back to loving them. And wanting them to get ran over.

It's a cycle.

You can't win in a cycle.
jen
October 26, 2004   01:03 AM PDT
 
passion is passion.

i totally understand.
Sinister Ninja
October 25, 2004   06:29 PM PDT
 
I love it.
Bry
October 24, 2004   04:56 PM PDT
 
ha? I don't get it...
BlueSkelton
October 24, 2004   08:40 AM PDT
 
Blood tastes kinda coppery
raejane
October 24, 2004   02:01 AM PDT
 
Well, they *do* say there is a thin line between love and hate.
One must know hate in order to know love....
bla bla
I could lay down a few more cliches but I'm gagging myself.
Adenol
October 23, 2004   07:12 PM PDT
 
Ouch... >_<

Sounds bad...


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