Wednesday, January 23, 2008

She would have been a good woman if she wouldn't have gotten high so much and tried to stab me in my sleep. I appreciate everything that you've burned. Still missing you. These dispatches don't seem to be working. I wonder where you are. Why you left. Why I'm still thinking of you. Ideals don't die. People do. Dispatches. Loving you. Is hard. Loving you. Break me. I'm still a beast.


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