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mistaken identity

it was just a case of mistaken identity.  you know?  he just didn’t realize who I was.  he thought I was you, but I wasn’t.  I wasn’t even me.  I was that.  yes.  I know.  I should have been me, but it didn’t work.  nothing ever really works.  it’s kind of annoying.  I disappear from me.  mistaken identity.  now I see why he was that way.  he thought I was the same as the others.  he was just mistaken.  a case of mistaken identity that changed mine and his life forever.  it could have been different.  he can’t see it that way.  he sees nothing through the black colored egotistical attitude that is seering through his whole body.  does he like it that way?  I don’t know.  no one knows.  no one else likes it that way.  he’s the only one.  it’s just another story to go in the book.  the book that is written in red ink for me.  or for him.  no his is not written at all.  he doesn’t want it written.  that’s why he lies.  to confuse the author.  so his book gets really screwed up before the end.  he’s not like me.  not like me at all.  I’m the only me he’s ever seen.  and he never really saw me in the first place so where does that leave us?  nowhere. 

i'm feelin' it

hello.  I’m so with it yeah.  you’re so with my jive right?  down with what I’m saying yo.  it’s all goodness in this strawberry colored world.  strawberry fields forever.  I’m feelin’ you.  where do we go from here?  I’m feelin’ you.  these checks are covering my eye vision.  they’re makin’ it hard to see your face.  your face is makin’ it hard to see the world.  ‘cause you can’t see the world thru a mirror or a pane of glass.  ‘cause every pane of glass that your pebbles tap negates the pains I went through to avoid you.  my amethyst is blocking your vision.  your emerald is blocking mine.  I can’t see through this sea of green and purple.  the stripes on my face are seeing you through the checks.  it’s all too nothing.  it’s all more than everything.  are you hip to my jive?  do you dig what I’m laying down?  I thought you could.  slide me some skin soul brother.  yeah.  it felt right.  it felt nothing.  it was anything.  it was nothing.  it was what I thought of you.  I know I’ll always feel that way again.  never feel that way again.  never.  always.  ever?  it means so much of nothing that it aches way deep inside.  outside?  inside.  I just know it.  I feel it’s inside.  the ache of too much nothing mistaken for something right.  nothing that was never mistaken for something that was forever.  that was to be forever.  not ever forever yet.  it just felt outside.  it just seemed beautiful.  it wasn’t though.  it was no kind of beautiful.  it was ever kind of beautiful.  it was every kind of disgusting.  it was no kind of disgusting.  maybe it was just plain everything.  or just plain nothing?  mostly everything.  nothing as well.  in me it was everything.  then nothing all at once.  maybe this doesn’t make sense to you?  maybe it does.  maybe it did.  maybe it didn’t.  but to me it means nothing.  oh, wait.  it means everything.  because it’s supposed to.  it needs to.  just like I need to keep you like this in my mind.  right?  like this?  like this.  like what?  like that.  like what?  you.  me?  no you.  no him.  yeah.  him.  he is what it should be.  wait I forgot.  he is what it should never be.  never.  ever.  never should I let it be that way.  this way.  I feel like you are nothing.  I mean I feel like he is nothing.  but everything maybe?  maybe he should be nothing.  but wait, he is actually a lot.  maybe not everything but not nothing either.  it will increase.  no decrease.  as time goes by.  what is time but a screamer in the distance?  nothing.  time is everything.  screaming in your face!  the best screamer there is.  so talented.  so haunting.  so beautiful.  so defining.  that is what time should be.  but who goes by time these days?  no one.  everyone.  everyone is a slave to their watches.  whether rolex or casio.  time matters more than life.  who cares what you do as long as you’re on time.  my darling.  it really doesn’t matter.  what time it is there.  as long as you know the time here.  wherever here is.  wherever there is too.  I don’t know about you, but for me.  time is my enemy.  along with others.  enemies should be close.  but far away.  don’t tell them your password but give them a dose.  just a small dose, but not too much.  or they’ll use it against you.  and you’ll fear their power.  don’t let them have power in any way shape or form.  power brings ruin.  and tears.  no power for or from any of us.  it all doesn’t matter.  just a little.  everything and nothing all at the same time.  all at the same time.  time………all the same time.  all time is is an illusion made by the foggin of our eyes.  the foggin’ of our sight by smaller things.  smaller than the world.  bigger than the universe.  foggin’ our eyes.  foggin’ our judgement.  cut through the fog.  so we can see again.  we haven’t been seein’ in the longest of times.  the longest of rhymes.  we can’t see.  see it in front of our face.  it’s there but not here.  it’s here in our face.  can you feel these words.  seething through your soul?  can you feel them penetrating yours and my role?  role?  model.  role model.  is that what I am?  I don’t think I feel that.  I think I should.  maybe I should just stand against the wall and shut up.  no, I will not sit against the wall.  the wall is not my friend.  it is only there to stop me.  to bring down my trend.  my trend that I’m spreading of peace through the world.  will they pick up my trend.  I’m feelin’ they will.  maybe they won’t talk to my soul.  maybe they’ll feel my words but destroy me in the end.  destroy my peace and happiness and all my worldly friends.  friends are not of plenty.  they will help you through the worst.  but then sometimes what tries to help makes you feel worse.  maybe that knife in my back won’t go deeper.  it’ll just stay there being.  being what I can’t stop.  being what I can’t get rid of.  I need to get rid of.  I need to let go.  that knife is just aching and sliding down more.  these people all kill me.  just torture me now.  the way they treat everything and nothing as well.  it’s just too much handle.  and just out of reach.  it hurts to admit.  I don’t want very many.

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i don't know

Hi.  It's been so long.  Wow.  I've been doing other things, ya know?  It's all good though.  I'm bored.  The journey rally was tonight and there was this guy there that kept staring at me and i confronted him.  It was funny.  I was like "What are you looking at?  If you're gonna just stand there and stare at me all night at least have the decency to tell me why."  He was freaked out.  Then he sent his friend to tell me he liked me.  That is so stupid.  sending your friend.  What am I in junior high again?  How ridiculous.  I haven't done that since like seventh grade or something.  If he wasn't man enough to even tell me that he liked me, then he's definately not man enough to be with me.  I'm a tad difficult at times.  Look at zach.  He ran screaming(not literally, mind you) when he didn't want to deal with me anymore.  That gets really tiring you know.  I don't want to be dealt with.  I want to be wanted and loved.  Yeah right.  I guess I'm just too difficult.  Ya know.  I love typing.  It's so much fun.  I hope i get a job one day where all i have to do all day is type type type.  It would so awsome.  So Sandy's being really crazy and wierd.  When Kaycee told her that i got accepted to the college i want to go to today she was like "How are they gonna pay for that?"  She couldn't possibly just be proud of me for getting in.  She has to find the negative in everything.  She's driving Kaycee nuts though.  She treats us like we're four years old or something.  Like we can't take care of our own lives or something.  I'm 17 and a half.  It's time for her to back off.  It's really none of her business to begin with.  It's none of her business how i'm gonna pay for college.  It's my mother's business.  She'll figure something out and that's all that matters.  I just get really sick of it.  I really seriously doubt that i'm gonna be able to handle living with her at all.  It's really gonna suck.  I don't think i'm gonna be able to handle living in that stupid town at all.  It's gonna suck too.  Everyone is just gonna have to stay out of my business or i'm gonna kill someone.  Sandy needs to back off because she is not my mother, nor do i want her to be.  Wow, this got really long.  I told you.  I'm having a lot of fun typing right now.  That's why it got so long.  But whatever works is great.  O like this font because it's so similar to how i actually write.  I write a lot like this.  It's pretty.  Well,  i'm gonna shut up now i guess.  Biez.                 

Danielle