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Nov. 22nd, 2007

  • 6:30 AM
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bill and i got out our old dragon balls,
and while he was flailing over gohan,
i decided something.

i want to be a saiyan

humans suuuck.
 
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Nov. 3rd, 2007

  • 10:08 PM
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And I'm so sick of love songs
So tired of tears
So done with wishing you were still here
Said I'm so sick of love songs so sad and slow
So why can't I turn off the radio?


i still love you.  i do.  but i wonder, would you even believe me?
doesn't seem like you would.  because no matter how much i try to say why i'm never here, i'm not able to.
it's just not coming out.
i always was the twin who had the flagrant incapability to express himself.
maybe it's because i'm scared.
scared to death.
i've almost never been in love with girls.
much less with guys.
if i don't know how to handle girls, how can i handle guys?
i'm having so much trouble with this homosexual thing
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Sep. 24th, 2007

  • 4:16 PM
normal
i broke my chain of updating-on-the-14th-of-the-month i had going on since july.
anyone superstitious?  i am. slightly.

i'm actually going to get off my fat german ass and talk to people! 
it's my late resolution for my entry in the adult world.
eventhoughi'mfarfromhavingthematurityofagrownup.
i can.

so, my name is tom. not thomas, tom.  some people see me as a panda.  i'm 18 years old as of september 1st, like that bill kid who stole my face.  unlike him, i do not look nor act like a woman.  gay is not my dominating sexuality.  i play guitar and give awkward hugs.  i may not like your music, bu i can make exceptions that are not rap or hip-hop.  you know, thug music.
i speak correct english, even though i failed it in highschool.  i do NOT speak like a thug.  i do not have proper education (no highschool diploma).  i am not smart.  i like to talk.  more than bill.  superhuman, you might think.  i like pokemon.
i'm bored.
 
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Sep. 14th, 2007

  • 7:35 AM
mic
SEVEN
IN
THE
FUCKING
MORNING.

bill woke me up at SEVEN.  because the baby's got a fever.
:| i wanted to cuddle with sonny until noon and watch him study cause it's so cute when he does.
other than that, it's always the same.  i'm trying to find something to do and or change.
maybe i could paint the room? they probably wouldn't let me...i should go to therapy, too.
i'm so bad i never do. hmm.

just in case, ja?
pokeball xxtom
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Aug. 14th, 2007

  • 11:01 AM
normal
sooo i haven't posted in...forever.
i got cheated on, i left, i came back, i made up with my boyfriend since then.  bu i'm sure everyone knows since bill...well...bill's bill.

isn't it kinda sad that nobody talks to me except my brother and my boyfriend?
i might..try and go ahead to make some friends.  if anyone wants to be friends with a white wannabe thug kid, that is. 
i'm nicer than i seem, people >_______>

anyway.  tomorrow's the two year anniversary for durch den monsun and i'm turning 18 in like..two weeks and a half.  so you might find me and bill celebrating somewhere.

ahem.
i'm done.

pokeball xxtom

ps. don't be scared.  i have proper grammar.  i just don't use caps.  caps are overrated.
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Jun. 21st, 2007

  • 2:22 AM
wurd

Sometimes I get sad.
It's been sad in here for the last few days.  I barely know Kyo but fuck it's so obvious they should be together.
Urgh.
I don't think I've ever seen someone so hurt since Andreas died.

I don't make sense at all D:
I'm off to bed.

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Jun. 2nd, 2007

  • 7:46 PM
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so i was told that mixe is dead.
i don't know how it is to want to see your own brother die and i can't even try to imagine it.

i don't know what to say or how to react.
if anyone wants to reach me i'll be in my room and my sn is pokeball xxtom.
use it, i get lonely when sonny's not here. 
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May. 12th, 2007

  • 1:00 AM
orly
WHAT IS WRONG WITH THE UNIVERSE?
NO SAMY DELUXE FOR TOM.
THAT'S SCHEISSE.
uhhh, ja, it's one in the morning.
i have to WAIT for the guys to bring me my SD cds and live on three songs.

oh yeah, look out, cause i'm germany's next best rapper.
yes, i only come out at night.

and it's soooo hard to not write in gangsterized gerglish.

if anone wants to find me icons, do that, i hate mine.
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Dec. 17th, 2006

  • 4:24 PM
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Days swiftly come and go
I'm dreaming of her
She's seeing other guys
Emotions, they stir
The sun is gone
The nights are long
And I am left while the tears fall

Did you think that I would cry
On the phone?
Do you know what it feels like
Being alone?
I'll find someone new

Swing, swing
From the tangles of
My heart is crushed by a former love
Can you help me find a way to carry on again?

Wish cast into the sky
I'm moving on
Sweet beginnings do arise
She knows I was wrong
The notes are old
They bend, they fold
And so do I to a new love

Did you think that I would cry
On the phone?
Do you know what it feels like
Being alone?
I'll find someone new

Swing, swing
From the tangles of
My heart is crushed by a former love
Can you help me find a way to carry on again?

Bury me
You thought your problems were gone
Carry me
Away, away, away

Swing, swing
From the tangles of
My heart is crushed by a former love
Can you help me find a way to carry on again?


I love I love you I love you I love I love you I love you I love I love you I love you I love I love you I love you I love I love you I love you I love I love you I love you I love I love you I love you
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Dec. 6th, 2006

  • 8:21 PM
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I can be sneaky too.

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