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Well, damn...I'd just put that fork in the toaster....Why'd it have to go and blow up for? It was pretty.
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- Jun 19th, 2005
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Partie une de conversation |
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Simple Plan: Just For One More Day With You |
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Avenged Sevenfold: I'll Never Be the Same Again [pt 2] |
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|Quinn Allman| All That I've Got| Pt. 3| |
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Latest Journal Entry
March 26, 2006
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Here's something I wrote last night while listening to a mixed CD of Good Charlotte's "Hold On", "Emotionless", "We Believe", "Ghost of You", and "Predictable", with some other songs from Simple Plan, My Chem, and Avenged Sevenfold."So many nights I've cried. So many nights I've spent wondering. So many nights I've wasted.
These are the products of your departure, your escape. You left me wounded, confused, still young in this horrible, cold world. You never seemed to care about who was getting hurt. You never seemed to care that all my dreams were getting crushed, torn apart.
I never thought I could hurt this much. 'Tis mortal pain, truly. 'Tis mortal blood. 'Tis mortal tears. 'Tis mortal suffereing. Yet, 'tis also immortal. 'Tis also immortal longing. 'Tis also immortal confusion. 'Tis also immortal wondering. 'Tis also immortal flow of blood, like ink on paper. 'Tis as no one could think.
One thin red line, and it comes pouring from the marred skin. One solitary tear, and it comes pouring from the broken soul. One single beat, and it comes pouring from the crushed heart. One wavering breath, and it comes pouring from the halted lungs. One trembling word, and it comes pouring from the surpressed chords. One small sound, and it comes pouring from the black inside. One short ray of light, and it comes pouring from the dark void. One alien action of love, and it comes pouring from the violent core.
So many years I've spent searching. So many years I've spent blaming myself. So many years I was wrong. Only one person is responsible fo rhtis. 'Tis not me, my friends, my family, anyone... but you.
You had a choice: leave or stay. You had a choice to watch me grow, to help me grow. You had a choice to save me from this pain, this suffering. Yet you chose to leave. You chose to walk out on the one person who ever did believe in you, although I was young, inexperienced, uneducated. You forced to me to experience unnecessary tears, unnecessary blood, unnecessary heartbreaks.
You had a choice and you made your decision. And it must always be your final decision. For you cannot change the past.
Just remember. Every night before you go to bed, remember. Every morning when you wake up, remember. No matter what you do, or where you go, remember. Always remember:
You did this to me. You inflicted this upon me...
Dad."
