Jun 01, 2004 21:48
Things are sticking together. The world is falling apart around me and I'm standing here, arms out, catching the bits and sticking them together, just so.
I feel a bit numb, but that's not necessarily a bad thing.
They swirl around against the glass, but I think I'll bury it in the sand way down near my liver to wait for me.
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