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Feb 19, 2003 01:12

I don*t like being by myself
at home
locked in these walls,
in Hayden, Idaho,
locked in the stares,
the conservative standards,
locked in my self doubt and insecurities,
just by myself.
I*m torturing myself with thinking, all I do is think think think think--
And wishing I was in another time, or another place,
I*m having the hardest time.
I don*t know if I just dealt with it better before, or this is a new deal.
I wish I had nicole or jasmin to call at some unGodly time of the night,
or somebody to bullshit with, when I can*t sleep.
About silly crap,
crap that doesn*t matter, that*s entertaining and light hearted,
*sigh*
the baby*s crying, i guess i*m off again
i don*t even make sense anymore.
then again have i ever?
*wonders*
C~
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