Maybe if I were normal....
I feel like sleeping and eating and battling tigers.
There is nothing left in me. I am weak, and I wish I knew words. But I don't.
And there is nothing left in me.
...I wouldn't be so fucking alone.
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Saturday, July 28, 2007
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