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User:deadamerican (79458)
When you kiss someone else..
..I hope you taste my lips
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Name:C. Byrd
Location:Raleigh, North Carolina, United States
Bio:
All right, you live your life in a totally normal, full on reality check kind of way. That's good and cool. Things don't get messed up. People you love hang around until you can't stand them anymore. Things never change. But shit like that doesn't happen in real life. Real life is just a movie with someone's finger jammed on fast forward. The numbers change faster than you can count. When you're a little kid, you never think you're gonna die. I mean death is just some kind of esoteric thing you see on TV or read about it in a book. Then one day you realize what it really is, and nothing is ever the same again. From that day on, you're fucked.

It's never how it seems in the movies. I think something inside of you immediately realizes that a person is dead and you can't help but be shocked. I think people cry when someone dies because deep down inside they're glad that it wasn't them. I know because in the end, the only person you care about is yourself. You can't get into someone else's head, you can't get into their soul, they mean nothing to you. You blink... and they're gone.

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WARNING
If you are triggered, offended, or made squimish by blood or imagery of self-injury, the suggestions of suicide or sex, or angered by jackassery please do not proceed. Note that this journal contains my personal thoughts and opinions several of which may not be appropriate for the weak at mind or heart. Please note that this journal is a collection of random thoughts and feelings that may or may not be true any longer. Please do not pass judgement on me due to your ignorance.I'll tell you now that I am an asshole. End of story. Do not comment me to whine or complain about content within this journal. I'm a firm supporter of anti-censorship and I will not remove it. Feel free to leave comments, send friends request, or annoy the shit out of me. While the majority of this journal is free and open to the public I put the majority of offensive or personal material behind the friends only lock. So add me, I don't bite.
You have been warned.

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