sometimes i wish i could open someones mouth, stick my head in there and yell as hard as i can.
being furious makes me sleepy. sleeping in the day depresses me. it makes me feel that a whole day was spent feeling low and insignificant.
why don't we hear each other? when fate points out the signs we choose to ignore them.
so now i'm here, debating whether i should sleep or not. i mean it's only 5:30pm. i already washed my poor car and drove around to not be home yet here i am.
5:29 p.m. - 2003-01-12
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