It is a strange sort of pain "to die of yearning for something you'll never experience"

Thursday, September 04, 2003

My hands have been aching since I saw us
And I want to cut my wrist so badly,
I eat again and I’m afraid…
I have a new pair of trousers and a puzzle
I saw the sun through the waterfall today and I felt like someone was trying to hang me
And I wanted you to be there
I haven’t talk to the so-called “looser” for 2 days and I’m still clean…
There’s this French song which I don’t understand a word and have been listening for 3 days…
Didn’t you notice that he’s high?
Don’t be so shy.
Do you like more pie?
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My hands are trembling like my feet on a rock
I’m off…goodnight

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