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Oct 24, 2005 19:35

i woke up cold on her couch this afternoon.
i don't think they understand.
understand me.
or what i need.
i need those girls.
the kind you sneak out with.
the kind that leave you notes on balloons in your room.
the kind that make you laugh when you're crying.

these days i cry alone.

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zackskellington October 25 2005, 04:33:43 UTC
I'm still here! I know we've kinda stopped talking but that doesn't mean you can't still call me ;-)

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barbiekillsme October 28 2005, 02:40:58 UTC
fuck bio anytime:
and come to me again.

you can cry there.

i'll hold your hand, but i can't guarantee no balloons.

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julu November 13 2005, 03:40:25 UTC
"I try not to cry about everything I've done wrong she said, because I don't get enough fluids as it is already."

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