02.25.04//fine points in extilentialism

02.24.04//I swear

02.19.04//dying

02.18.04//find a reason to find reasons

02.17.04//I'LL NOTIFY YOU WHEN THIS IS ABOUT LOVE.

02.16.04//I hate the world today. You're so good to me I know that I can't change.

02.15.04//Analyze that Freud.

02.15.04//Oh.

02.12.04//Spanish Class conjucations make my heart sting

02.11.04//Because I'm used to being walked on

02.10.04//If you want to, I can save you

02.09.04//Feel the world collapsing and I'm putting the world on hold

02.08.04//the price is too high

02.07.04//Touch me to see if I exist.

02.06.04//And when I wake up, I'm all alone

02.05.04//But letting go would require moving on and you move me far too much to do so

02.04.04//You don't know pain this real

02.03.04//"This poem is the poem I am writing because we aren't speaking, and it is making my heart hurt so bad it's all I can do just to get up off the floor sometimes"

02.02.04//Black paint is an emotion; it makes it hard to breathe

02.01.04//SHRUG ME OF F YOUR SHOULDERS

02.01.04//Livejournal

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