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Monday, 24 September 2007

  • it's hot, but i only put one leg outside of the covers because if i put both out i would get too cold, and the bed makes too much noise to move a lot.  and the beds remind me that i don't exactly....

    want to finish my annotation, but

    (then she got distracted and didn't even finish her sentence)

    i can't even seem to focus.

    and my eyelids are closing involuntarily.

    i've heard that sleep remedies this.

    I'm going to test that theory.

    right now.

    g
    oo
    dni
    ght!

Friday, 21 September 2007

  • To everyone that hates me right now...

    I just hope that you all feel great.

    I feel...

    Isolated.

    Alone.

    Sad.

    Stricken.

    Oppressed.

    Sick.

    Afflicted.

    Helpless.

    Morose.

    Numb.

    Cold.

    Broken.

    Torn.

    Confused.

    Something akin to when I was a little kid and I couldn't block out the noise of all the screaming.

    And only Matt isn't upset with me.

    So it only makes logical sense that he's the person I talk to right now.

    (if you are one of the few that isn't angry with me, then, please, disregard)

Tuesday, 18 September 2007

  • Currently Listening
    Speak for Yourself
    By Imogen Heap
    see related

    sometimes a person can mean everything... that another relies so much, gives so much, trusts so much, believes so much, hopes for so much....

    then things happen.

    once a person has been broken so many times it's hard to rely on anyone again.  it's hard to give, hard to trust anyone, hard to believe in everything, hard to hope for anything...

    and the best that can be done is to merely exist, trying not to be broken again, for one more fall could be the end- could cause irrepairable damage to an already bandaged heart.

    others see it as cold, hard, bitter...

    but it's all she knows to do.

Monday, 17 September 2007

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