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Mar 19, 2006 02:09

Don't mind her, she's just passing through.

Passing thought.

Yes, she still exists.

Breathing in and out quite regularly.

Her O and J are awol, sitting in a plastic baggy while the rest of the letters, numerals, and gramatical symbols glare at them from their spaces.

She scratched her keyboard and OJ fell off. They refuse to reunite.

It seemed like a good idea at the time.

It's what you do when something/one itches and you can't find relief.

They told her no, you cannot go. NC no. You have a life.

So much importance doesn't belong in sets of two

Letters.

She thinks too much.

She doesn't drink that much.

She listens to that song too much.

Too much.

Band. Plays. Now.

Chor. Us. Ends.

It's too hard to press the o

When it's nonexistant.

Sleeping is f0r th0se wh0 live.

G00dnight.
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