>>date: 04 April 2003
>>time: 4:44 p.m.

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How come it's the least talented people who consider themselves the most talented?

Poetry like this:

"These pills, green and white-
PROZAC,
They are my hope for love
Lights, light, ligh......
Sway, sway, sways in my mind's eye
Help to rescue me,
If you are my friend,
Are you my friend?
Hurry before the razor wins and
BLOOD
Drips from my fingertips."

IS NOT GOOD!! GODDAMNIT!! "I'm Sylvia Plath," she says. And she's taken to calling me Melanie while insisting that I call her Angelique (?? WHY????). Do you know how weird it is to hear my real name? It's odd. I'm either Bunny or Rabbit. Melanie? To top it ALL off she called me 'Mellie.'

MELLIE!!

NO ONE calls me Mellie except my 80 year old great-grandmother.

Her inspiration? This girl. WTF? MY EYES!! THEY BURN!! GOD, NO!!! WHY?? She wants to try and get hosted at faded-rings too. ::shake::

Sylvia Plath is rolling in her grave!!

p/s: I hate it when people use a multi-dotted ellipsis on purpose!

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