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Dec 04, 2003 01:10

i fell. for the promise. of a life. with a purpose. but i know that. that is impossible. now. and so. i drink. to stay. warm. and to kill. selected. memories. because. i just can’t. think. anymore. about that. or about her. tonight. i give. myself. three days. to feel better. or i swear. i am driving. off a. fucking. cliff. because. if i can’t make. myself. feel. better. then how. can i expect. anyone. else. to give. a shit. and i scream. for the sunlight. or a car. to take me. anywhere. just get me. past this. dead. and eternal. snow. because i swear. that i am. dying. s l o w l y . but its happening. so if there is. a perfect. spring. that’s waiting. somewhere. just take me. there. and lie. to me. and say. it’s going to be. alright. its going to be. alright. yeah. youworrytoomuchkid. its going to be. alright.
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