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Non-conformist

                I see what you’re doing, your non-conformist façade. Snubbing those that think “inside the box” or “between the lines”. In your distaste for all that is normal or beige, you insult everything and anyone that falls outside of your circle of friends. Your strong opinions and superior views are shields you use, to stop anyone from getting in, or your real unaccepted self from coming out. On the outside you scoff at jocks and cheerleaders, you are better than them. You claim to be open-minded, but when someone else voices their opinion, you argue, saying anything to shoot them down. If an opinion is not yours, it is not correct. You sit with your friends during lunch, discussing the meaning of life, bashing and criticizing the poor souls that dare walk past you, or nod their heads in greeting.

You demand respect, but you are unwilling to give it, mocking authority and your high-school peers. One day you will realize that your opinions and tastes are mirrored back at you in your fellow non-conformists. Nothing you say or do is original, and one day you will see. You will realize that you are as shallow as a shower. In all reality you are as narrow-minded as a racist, as hateful as Hitler.

You will see. Your high-school days were wasted, mocking and criticizing, arguing, and screaming your opinion into the ears of anyone that would pause and listen. You wasted it acting, and putting on a mask, being the very thing that you hate the most. Conforming to the Non-conformist society. Copying the opinions of others, claiming them as your own. You are no better than the rest of us. Your so called “superiority” means nothing. You will see. You have become the very thing you hate the most.

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Life...

there comes a time in life, when it's time to grow up and accept responsibility.

It's time to take action, and learn from your mistakes.

for me, i hope that day never comes.

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Khandi

i've gotta shitton of khandi;s on taday.

pretty colours. i stoled them frum my kiwi mate kriss =]

it's fantastic.

listening to....tonightless by eighteen visions.

but it's not workin for me rite now...

Everything's Magic...angels and airwaves..

eh...that'll work for now.

blue dolphins.

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Hairspray.

not really.

i don't give a fuck if you're drunk or not

turn it up loud and feel the ambiance.

i don't even know.

er...sposssed to be doin sumthin for english..

i have no clue what though.

i'm out of it.

wish i wasnt here.

got in a huge ass fite wiff meh mum.

it was great.

plenty of yelling,

crying,

pushing over the edge.

...have i been doin these all as album reviews??

i always skip the category part.

hum.

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eh.

 when best friends....arent.

i can't stand all the little secrets you guys have now.

but i won't say anything, cuz i know it's done.

the cutesy pictures taken in the bathroom.

remind me of whats gone

that used to be me. posing next to you, happy for that moment.

you would let me come over

when i was having problems.

and sleep next to you.

i think i piled too much pain on you.

that's why this is happening.

you said you'd never leave me.

not like they did.

but there you go.

unreachable.

you were that breath of fresh air

i thought i needed.

but you were just as bad for me

as they were.

just as bad as air bubbles in an i.v.

or cigarette smoke in my lungs.

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