sitting failing algebra tests during 5th period on a wednesday.
This is Everything.
every night i burn. i have slept 4 out of the past 10 days... one out of three, two out of five... forget it. i can't sleep. i toss at night. i think about it. i only miss you when your name is on my buddylist. the rest i hurt and tell myself to stay away. a litfe online!
This is Everything.
i laugh at myself. the society which i have built for myself. i am the ruler of my liand! people listen and i control. friends, i will let in. those who crosse me, banished! they have given me the power of "privacy preferences". ha, are all of you other internet users missing out...
This is Everything.
lonely lonely lonely lonely
This is Everything.
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- fallen
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