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(no subject) [May. 11th, 2005|10:12 pm]
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twiggith
11 is so fucked up.
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whoa [Mar. 12th, 2005|12:18 pm]
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imwandering
then , now, I just woke up and the first person on my friend list posted at none other than 11:11AM!
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hey guys, check it out [Mar. 12th, 2005|12:35 am]
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imwandering
[mood |excitedexcited]

I saw both 11:11 (AM) and 12:34 (also AM) today! A huge rarity! awesome, so I thought.

enjoy the clock gazing...
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(no subject) [Jan. 30th, 2005|01:30 pm]
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twiggith
[music |delirium]

yeah i see elevens everyday, multiple times. maybe the drugs i have done have dug it deep into my psyche but i think thats unlikely because ive seen elevens way before i did anything. i dont know...i dont believe in conicidences. i think everything happens for a reason. how about you?
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(no subject) [Aug. 27th, 2004|05:36 pm]
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bam1404
what is 11:11?
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11:11 [Aug. 13th, 2004|09:12 pm]
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definedrowning
She picks up the knife...
looking all around at the molecules that make up her complete, yet tattered memory, trying to convince herself that it's worth it, and that it isn't worth living.

The wasted days:
time that means nothing.


"Just run the blade across your skin for the last time. Why cant you do it? ...because your a fucking pussy."


All of this means nothing.
NOTHING.

NOTHING.

Just molecules, just colors, just waves...
nothingness.
The point of this destruction?
...[.this.suicide.]...

...to prove to them how pointless and empty it all is.


"Is she crazy?"


The only thing left in her "heart" is a set of numbers, of time, which again is .nothing.

11:11

To her...
It's all that matters.

You could spend your life doing this...
.wondering where it all goes.

She'd rather not waste time, which once again, is nothing.
If time is nothing, .this.won't.matter.



c a p t i o n . t o . a . m a r g i n :


11:11
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