Friday, May 18, 2007


this part is cryptic because its about my feelings. (no i dont have feelings, fuck you.)

deer friends,

rumors are telling me i've been mourning and i haven't slept for several days. i've been turning inside out looking for reasons, and my black sorry eyes made me pale.

and i couldnt catch them, i couldnt be there, i couldnt help them at all.
it was cold.

everybody was laughing when they found us. then they let us go to hunt us down again... and still you refuse to see... why everything has to stay ugly.



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