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Jun 02, 2003 03:35

Darkened bedroom, windows open, the sound of the rain outside and rumblings of a storm in the distance.

You feel like the only person alive.

Perhaps I am. I spoke with Kerry earlier and now feel very empty. And guilty.

I just know I'm going to fuck it all up and break hearts.

It's just classic me.
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