sweet venom

Apr 10, 2005 08:52

I lay on the couch at around 8:30 and closed my eyes, listening to the chirpy noises of the birds and the cats outside playing on the porch, meowing at the door. I blink slowly. I am alone. And I can feel just how alone I am because there is no other human noises except my own. No other breathing. No arms around my waist. Nothing. Just the sound of ( Read more... )

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Sometimes I hate me. eatmespank April 10 2005, 17:46:17 UTC
my heart beats with such loneliness, and I know, I am truly here by myself.

Not true. I swear, sometimes I throw myself such a pityparty.

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