words fall out in hurried piles. they don't have coherency, these days. my body aches and creaks with every painful movement. i'm sure it's just a physical reaction to mental pain. everyone is kicking goals, and i sit at home and stare at the ceiling for hours on end.
this vapid life has lost its bright lustre. ill never be able to save myself from myself.
Sunday, November 23, 2008
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