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Monday, August 29, 2005

i woke up and opened the blinds letting my eyes adjust to the light. as i opened them i saw you. standing on the street looking at me from the outside in. i ran out the door and stopped when i saw you. facing me. i walked slow to you and as i got closer to you, you faded away. i sat on the road with rocks and bits of glass digging into my legs and hands. i was crying. i felt my face sting as i wiped the tears away and looked at my hand. blood. i cut my cheek open with a little piece of glass that was engrained into my skin with other rocks and dirt. i closed my eyes and saw you and then i went to sleep.

shaina loves the jews at;
12:11 PM

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oh fishsticks.



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a picture of me.

my name is shaina and i will eat your children.

i eat sultry roasted homo sapien flesh on a daily basis, only to purge it into a rusty bucket in a matter of minutes and feed it to the dogs.

i'm in the pomeranian fur trading business with crack dealers in newark.

i am happy. i am with someone who makes me feel amazing, who i love more than i thought you could love someone. it is fucking awesome. i love my life.

also, i like to laugh. it keeps me from killing people.

my blogger profile
oh look, it's a myspace.


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the six degrees of seperation from kevin bacon.
planet brenda.
spitonastranger.
bobby burgess.
buddyhead.
demon baby.
stephanie sparer (has no life).
everything is dumb v3.

if you're going to do drugs get educated and be safe.

eyeball kid.
the heirophant.

i hope my future boyfriend looks like this.

blogger, my love.

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