rob neiiiighhhhbuhhhs..


i dont get it. i was so happy and now im not.
i want to start over.
get a new life.
be reborn.
but lets face it,
thats not gonna happen anytime soon.
so i guess im better off appreciating the people & things i do have going for me.
but im stuck.
stuck in the life i never wanted.
stuck in the mother fucking valley.
full of kids that dont know who they are.
they just copy each other.
& get away with it.
i cant stand this whole "scenester" thing.
its like over night- its a hit.
yahh. i do have friends that are "scene" and i love them.
but all these newbies who just throw on some tight pants and myspace it up doesnt work for me.
immature little girls.
i cant stand them.
my school is full of them.
andthe fucked up thing is-
is people stand for it.
they get away with talking all the shit they want.
but i wont have it.
im a chill person.
i do my own thing.
if you know me well enuff- youll know that half the kids in my school copyme.

i like-no love my music & thats basically been my life.
ive learned that it is no longer QUANTITY- but quality of friends
&i learned the HARD way.
im straight.
im blunt.
if i dont like you- youll know it.
dont just assume that i HATE you cause im always
im just pissed off that i cant leave this motherfucking hell.

dont get me wrong-
i live life to the fullest.
&there definitely are perks.
ive got good friends
and it took me awhile to truely appreciate them
instead of chasing some dream of the perfect friends.
some of my best friends- i dont even see, but god, theyre just the greatest.
so i guess i can take that, and their support and just run with it.

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rob neiiiighhhhbuhhhs..


Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family, Choose a fucking big television, Choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players, and electrical tin openers.Choose good health, low cholesterol and dental insurance. Choose fixed-interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends.Choose leisure wear and matching luggage. Choose a three piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing sprit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing you last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked-up brats you have spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life.
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rob neiiiighhhhbuhhhs..

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this weekend was the shit.
thanks to my lover forever.

i love all involved in this weekend. you know who you are.
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