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i hate it when i sound like this but...
10:37 p.m. 2004-02-02

These things are dealt in increments

I dunno if i want to write here anymore don't know how much i care about the way i feel or the way things turn out. Give me music and the time to appreciate it. Lyrically betrayal is so sweet on my tongue. So tired of this singsong lie dancing twirling epically through the straosphere's pretending things are so twisted when there's nothing to it. Tonight i wish i could sit outside on the roof and watch the snowflakes swirl and feel the bite of coldness on my skin. Clay paint your face mould this all so carefully who invented this impulse to watch it all fall apart. We're all just falling apart. Sometimes i regret this small change, it seems so insignificant on paper but i can't hide anymore. Oh yeah and i don't want to do this anymore. I don't know how i've done it for so many years. Hmm i mean all. fragments nothing more

Fuck it i'm falling apart and i don't know what to do or who to turn to i don't have a way to just let this go. three cheers compassion and three jeers for this stupid fucking face i'm wearing

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