I hate sometimes...
An inexplicable sadness, maybe from a previous life. I swear I get these visions that I know were real. And buses and blood. And broken hearts, breaking and breaking in my head. I want to dry up and crumble. Slumped in mass of bone and skin- it seems like it will never be the end of anything.
posted by Sara @ 10/18/2005 10:26:00 PM
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1 Comments:
damn it woman! everythings not lost. if all else fails, why not try n' let a friend help? you probably feel it'd do more damage... but thats just dumb.
just dumb.
you say that you hate sometimes- well? how about get'n lost in good sometimes on for change?
do eet.
te adoro
-Hector
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