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  • Monday, December 27, 2004

    blood clots and black holes
    i feel so lost. like, everything's passing by at an incredible speed and i just can't keep up anymore... i've been drowning for the past 20 years and i'm finally growing numb. why do people suck? why do they have to be such complete wastes of time?

    you would think that with the amount of times i've been burned, i'd learn my lesson. take my advice: friends, no matter how close they are, will hurt you at some point. in fact, the closer they are, the deeper the wound. it never fails. it's like they're just standing there with the knife waiting for the exact moment you turn you're back. and then bam. and trust me, you'll never see it coming.

    people know things about themselves... things that other people would never understand. things that people would hate... judge... ridicule... because they don't understand, nor do they try.

    through the years, i've built a wall. and it's so hard to let people in... i always seem to get hurt. and i'm so tired of hurting... maybe i am the complete waste of time.

    i'm sorry.

    ~scribbled by jen sometime around 11:36 PM



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