you are still super self absorbed and you really need to get over yourself.

 i lost myself today, 
somewhere between the bookstore bathroom 
          and the cold March wind.

i have no ovaries and you have no legs,

let's not wonder how to keep fight but

figure out how we are going to mend these complex wounds.

someone call Bowen, he can fix all.

 one more thing before we start the final face off.

i find it hard to start any morning off with a smile. I can't think of the good things. I don't even remember my dreams.
I really think there is something wrong with me. . . .

oh yeah, i fail.