A WORD TO THE SILENCE
it seems that i alternate between two states exclusively: melancholy and bitchiness
Monday, January 17, 2011
Day Sixty Five
Must not think.
Must not contact.
Must wait (although, we all know the outcome... being crushed hope).
And crushed car. It's obvious that I cannot be deep in thought and drive at the same time.
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