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May 01, 2006 23:03

For those of you who hurt me, don't ever take pride in it, because, I assure you, I can do much better than you.

I am a filthy, digusting wreck, pieced together from non-congruent pieces, often too heavy for the adhesives and binding appendages that struggle to keep them together. In my uncertainty I have created an inevitability. When Marti leaves, there will be no diluting the thoughts that would, without her, poison me. And in the name of individuality, I have lassoed her with a rope that has weakened with my abuse and that will soon no longer be able to hold. I am so very afraid.
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