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Feb 24, 2005 16:22

Nothing comes out right lately. My creativity is seeping away; trickling out my toes and flowing fast through the cracks in the sidewalk, away into some city underground where my muse sleeps. My muse has forgotten about me. I'll let this pass (it always does). In the meantime, give me something to ponder ( Read more... )

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anonymous February 24 2005, 22:13:08 UTC

i wish i could push the rewind button and make everything better.

anonymous February 24 2005, 22:50:15 UTC

I wish that I could stop pretending like everything is going to back to the way it was; when it was great. I'm going to have to accept that fact that it's not.

anonymous February 24 2005, 23:14:35 UTC

i wish you were my best friend.

anonymous February 25 2005, 04:15:29 UTC

i wish i didn't have to lie to myself.

anonymous February 26 2005, 17:23:36 UTC

sometimes i feel like i'm nothing more than fiction. like i'm trapped in words on pages in a stereotypical book. sometimes i just want to rip out of the book and tear it to pieces. shred my life until it's nothing more than pieces of black and white.