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May 14, 2005 23:06

"Everything is quiet, Since you're not around,
And I live in the numbness now.
In the background.
I do the things we did before,
I walk Haight Street to the store,
And they say where's that crazy girl?
You don't get drunk on red wine, And fight no more,
'Cause I don't see you anymore,
Since the hospital,
But the plans I make still have you in them,
Then you come swimming into view,
And I'm hanging on your words like I always used to do,
The words they use so lightly, I only feel for you,
I only know this cause I am, Way back down,
In the background.
Words they come and memories all repeat,
I lift your head while, They change the hospital sheets,
I would never lie to you, No
I would never lie to you, No
I felt you long after we were through.
And the plans I make still have you in them,
Cause you come swimming into view,
And I'm hanging on your words like I always used to do,
The words they use so lightly, I only feel for you,
I only know this cause I am, Way back down,
In the background. "

thats how i feel and thats what Im listening to and you're gone away. not permenantly yet. you could never tie me down, and vice versa but i am drawn to you and the terrible things you'd like me to do. I could use a relief.. but Ive got to figure it out on my own... perhaps you're thinking of me... only three or four states away.. for now. everytime we gain or lose ground you've gotta head to the fukiing airport... and now im forbidden from longdistance. Ant is on a constant campaign to make me hate you and my father is trying to make me into something im not, : a corpse.

i used to feel the love, and glow in the sun, and on friday i never stopped smiling and i felt my charm start to show again. I feel so dead, and lonely though. and what am I to do?

You'll never see this, and Im gonna explode.. they say its better to explode than to fade away but you want to fade. id rather take up and leave a never ending crater on the word. my impression left in everyone's minds, like Marilyn. Ive become so obsessed, delving into her and searching for a point.

I never make a clear point. I never find a reason to live, and yet i stick around.

why do i stick around. no'one really wants me around these days and everyones too busy. theres never time or anything to do.

I met another boy from N.J. friday. you introduced me. thank you.

old souls n usefull lives thats all there is to it. but my soul is never allowed any solace.

i saw my bro's baby boy today... gorgeous
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