you are beautiful, but you don't mean a thing to me...

Mar 01, 2006 16:47

my slightly imperfect bubble of happiness has been breached. now i find myself gasping for air and trying to hold back vomit. everything i thought i knew has changed and will never again be the same. my vision is now forever blurred; not a single object is distinguishable. i'm drowining in reality and i really don't know if i can be saved... or if ( Read more... )

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greaver March 3 2006, 16:03:41 UTC
When you is me, yes.

Find me if you need to talk, need a break, need a bowl. Anything.

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