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2004-01-31||8:30 p.m. ::\Questions/:: The music plays,
Can't you see how my heart
Why can't you tell
Must you leave me now
The tightness in my throat
The pierce and the stab
The slashes on my wrist
I wish I could just run
I'm trapped here
Well well, my mom just came in. *Shrugs* Came to tell me that I wouldn't be able to use the computer tomorrow. *Rolls eyes* As usual, I was appalled, then fought back. *Shrugs* So yea... I prolly won't be online in the morning. If you read this... I PROLLY won't be online. Sorry. *Shrugs* I don't know... I'll bargain, but I can't promise anything. There are so many things I want to say, so many things I'm just not satisfied with. But, I'll just hush up. Not cause anyone trouble. And live in this little world of my own. *Shrugs*
::\The End/:: - 2004-04-04 |