ode to amanda

Jul 16, 2004 16:26

weakness in everyone.
strength inside
counted ways upon the fingers of the crowd in every bar
on circuit ave.
something you know better than i.

drink myself stupid every night
scary to be in limbo
erika said she met him too. same place different times i suppose.

intertwined.
want to slap her,
shake her,
scream what the fuck?!
you're crazy
dramatic martyring ho-bitch (the pot NEVER called the kettle black!)
losing respect.
YOU give up so easily.
lost a lot.
***i need to know if i need [you need someone to tell you what you need?] to worry my pretty little head about leaving myself open to it or not.***
torn in more than two (or 3 or 4...) about what to do.
i shall not be dangled.
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