'...i'm not surprised you take me for a fool. Maybe you're right, if i was wiser i would not have let myself come here tonight...'
At least Oscar the Grouch still loves me. I am so confused. I've never been so confused about something I was sooo sure of. How can I float above the water that fills my lungs? I can't do this to myself anymore. I can't do this anymore. Its just too tiring...
- dyanne. ♠
'Sorry, I don't speak Abercrombie and Fitch.'
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