And sleep a chance to dream...

Mar 21, 2004 18:10

...for when I dream, I dream that you are here. Why does it hurt so much? I found out how he did it. He slashed his chest open as well as his wrists. His brother found him in a pool of blood. Holly was whimpering in the corner. It's feels like part of me died. There's a big chunk missing out of the middle. No one wants to be around me or what to say and i just don't get it. pretty soon it'll all be over and I will be alone again
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