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| Didn't think I'd go and write in Xanga anymore... but But since all you people do is gossip and bitch and all that jazz, might as well.
Stop blaming each other. No one wants that. No one cares. Everyone changes big whoop. But just because someone changes doesn't mean you should love them any less. I don't really feel like ranting because I have more important concerns than to read bullshit and all that shit I really don't care about. If you've got a problem with me, thats okay. Lots of people do. But they've already approached me about it and have made it clear. Just cause you write in a weblog does NOT mean everyone gives a shit about what you write and talk about. No one idolizes you unless you're rich and famous, and even then, all they do is to look for a way to bring you down. Is there a point to all of this? There might be. People changing constitutes into them broadening their horizons and meeting new people. Also giving them a renewed sense of hope. Honestly, I'm sick of this drama and I don't really plan to take on more of a role than just sitting back and giving advice. Take it or leave it. My advice is mine own and its not always advised to take the "Keith Method of Action" cause it don't work.
Blah blah blah. Hell if you read this. Hell if I care. Most of you will be nothing anyways when you grow up. Cause if you can't live life to make friends and have fun, then what the fuck are you doing with your life? Who knows? I don't, nor do I care. I have my course of action, you have yours.
I don't hate anyone. Period. Unless your name is Debi Flack. But I doubt the people who are reading this is even named that or even knows of the person named so.
All in all. We die. Natural course of life.
If we can't live life to love then how are you to love living life, and if you don' love the life you live, then why live life at all?
Short version. Go kill yourself. Woohoo. No one cares.
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| I sometimes wonder if I'm what anyone needs...
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| Hi. Go suck a dick. Whoremonger.
Okay, now I'm done with the angsty part of my entry. Drama Drama Drama. Blah Blah Blah. So I fail at life, well, just Myths and Legends. And right now I'm failing two classes... but I decided to be a good student and "attempt" to raise those grades. So far, so good. We'll just see.
NinjaNauts is doing really well. We plan to have a show in the near future and play our asses off. It's gonna be hella skank. And by hella skank, I mean fucking epic and by epic, i mean awesome as all fucking hell! Now, we'll have Jason for bass and trombone, we probably should attempt to get an actual bassist for our band, but we don't have one, but we're working on that.
Honestly, this post is about nothing.
But, I want to say something that might get through to some people. If you have a problem with me, thats a problem between you and I, not anyone else. And I actually appreciate it if you came up to me and told me yourself instead of bitch this bitch that.
STOP CREATING DRAMA. Sure, its fucking hilarious from my end, but it upsets the people around me. And thats not cool. Cause if they get upset, and it makes me upset, your life WILL, reiterate WILL, be a living hell. I'm very good at raising hell. Thats why I used to be called Hell Raiser.
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| OZZFEST 2007WAS FUCKING AWESOME.
So what if I did some shit I probably shouldn't have? I don't regret a bit of it. It was awesome because it seemed to me that I had nothing holding me back. But I think that was because I was completely stoned off my ass. 3.5 years gone by getting uber high off my ass. Well worth it. It was awesome. And other stuff happened. But I'm not at liberty to discuss it. I met a girl there named Candy from Candyland who was a stripper. She isn't really a stripper. Nor is she from Candyland. Her name's Cara and she's from Camdenton and owns my crotch according to the pen on my pants. Haha. It was great.
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| Hoping for change.Dearest Samantha,
We've been through quite a bit together. And now we have to go apart for the better of us both. I'm sorry it had to end that way. But everything is said and done. One of these days, I hope you find out who you are and come back to me a changed person. And it better be for the better. I'll be keeping tabs on you. Know that. And if you don't make an effort to change and all of this goes in one in and out the other, THERE WILL BE TROUBLE. I guarantee that. But lets hope for EVERYONE'S sake that you change. You've hurt so many people. Including me, your best friends, and numerous others. Don't start dragging more people down now. I want you to start changing right away. You hurt me so fucking much. I can't believe I set myself up to fall so damn hard. But one day, one day soon hopefully, you'll be back. And we'll be friends again...
Goodbye for now Samantha Kaye.
Sincerely Yuthee Keith PS. I pray you don't doublecross me or your friends, or it will be your biggest mistake ever. Deep down in your heart, I know you know that this is the right thing to do. Every decision you make is yours and yours alone. Make the right ones. I know I've led a fucked up life. I don't want you to turn out half the person I did... I'm making a change as well of who I am. I'm fixing things that I've wronged as well. And I'm hoping you do the same.
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