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Does anyone else feel like they are living on rewind? I should be making progress but I'm just erasing footsteps that have been left in the dirt. There's dirt on my shoes but I'll never tell you where it's from and you'll never know and in the end it won't really matter anyway. The important thing is that I'm back tracking and I'm thinking about leaving new marks in the same old places and the same old faces are haunting my dreams. I want to pick up the phone and call you - just her the sound of your voice when you say hello but then I'd hang up real fast. It could be our goodbye without saying goodbye and if I could never think of you again then I'd be happy but life doesn't always work that way. It's hurting me that this doesn't make sense, that I don't make sense, that music keeps me sane. So here we go back to the past because I'm comfortable there in the same way that I'm comfortable in my slippers on my broken couch watching broken lives being mended in the movies. If only I could be like that and people would call me a Hollywood girl in a Hollywood world but my world wouldn't have the cocaine in it because I'm just not like that.
Fuck thinking, fuck indents and new paragraphs, fuck grammer, fuck sanity.
Fuck thinking, fuck indents and new paragraphs, fuck grammer, fuck sanity.