Saturday, July 16, 2005

I admire her, I really do.

How she could have had the guts to read everything and still retain her sanity, baffles me. I mean, I'm going out of my fucking mind here. It's the kind of curiousity that you know will kill you but you just can't help but go ahead and try to find out more anyway.

WHY OH WHY OH WHY WAS I SO FUCKING STUPID?

It's like my heart is made of paper. And it's being shredded into tiny pieces with every word I read. And then I take a deep breath, crudely try to mend it and then attempt to read on.

But I think I should stop because I can't take it anymore.

scribbled at 6:08 PM
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