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Jan 01, 2005 03:34

tidal waves. they rip right through me. tears from eyes. worn cold and sad.
pick. me. up. now. i. need. you. so. bad.

i hate when you're surrounded by people and still feel completely alone.

i hate having the inpulses i do.

i hate seeing those scars.

but here's to the first new year's i've actually done something.
and to flashing the boys. and lauren.
go me.
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