From: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org (eda-thoughts-digest) To: eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Subject: eda-thoughts-digest V3 #327 Reply-To: eda-thoughts@smoe.org Sender: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Errors-To: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Precedence: bulk eda-thoughts-digest Tuesday, September 19 2000 Volume 03 : Number 327 * If you ever wish to unsubscribe, send an email to * eda-thoughts-digest-request@smoe.org with ONLY * the word unsubscribe in the body of the email * . * PLEASE :) when you reply to this digest to send a post TO the list, * change the subject to reflect what your post is about. A subject * of Re: eda-thoughts-digest V3 #xxx or the like gives readers no clue * as to what your message is about. Today's Subjects: ----------------- ET: addition to what i sent earlier.. [DrkShadws85@aol.com] ET: Hopeless Dreams (sorry Im depressed and writing a lot) [DrkShadws85@a] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Mon, 18 Sep 2000 22:23:10 EDT From: DrkShadws85@aol.com Subject: ET: addition to what i sent earlier.. This place is worse than any other place that I have ever lived. I cant stand it here, I dont like these people. All they do is put me down futher into the ground. Accusing me of things that I didnt do or if I did do them then I wasnt even aware that I was doing them. this is shit, total shit...everything is. I start crying and now I cant find it in my to stop. Lets hope no one comes in the room to see me. Im ashamed of who I am and how I feel. I cant express myself in the ways that I want to. They dont know I am and who Ive become over the years. This girl may be 15, but she knows and feel more than they ever knew was inside of me. I want to leave this place but its close to impossible. These people are making me pull out my hair. I want to wish myself away, but theres no stars...and I cant. ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 18 Sep 2000 22:32:39 EDT From: DrkShadws85@aol.com Subject: ET: Hopeless Dreams (sorry Im depressed and writing a lot) - --hopeless dreams-- im walking a path that cant be followed i dont want anyone to follow me youll lose your way i live in the black tunnel it isnt my friend as it seems right now neither are you all out of seeds of happiness you took em away stomped all over me killed me hurt me by the snicker you had on your face i can read you without words just look in the mirror the age in my eyes and in my heart exceeds fifteen years feels like hundreds feels like Im more than half way dead Im so tired I cant sleep Im so desperate for anything Im so desperate for everything I cant feel my own pain Im numb Im alone Im crying I cant stop I dont wish to I wont you cant make me Im not making sense I see faded lights ahead looking out my window all I see is hopeless dreams ------------------------------ End of eda-thoughts-digest V3 #327 **********************************