im exhausted as hell but i cant go to bed.
i stay up with the light on and stare.
and think. night after night.

and well, above everything, i want you to be happy.

and there's so much more to say..
but i just cant say it.

"take the pain out of love and love won't exist.."

you didnt give me tonight.
and as i was surrounded,
i was fixated on was the absence.
i didnt expect it.
i didnt expect a lot of this.
but here we are.

"so pack up your things today.
move somewhere so far away.
dont tell me that you miss me
cause you dont.
and its okay.

we will just have to wait one more day.

one more lonely day."

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the lonesome late hours ooze of insecurity.
and i absolutely hate it.

this just doesn't feel right.
don't know what to do.

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ive had a lot to say..but never felt like saying anything.
ive been listening to "9 Crimes" and "Rootless Tree" by damien rice over and over.
ridiculously good. im tired of papers. im tired of counting days. so much.. bah.
i wish i could take the pain away. i feel kind of empty.
whatevs. lame. etc. etc.
"no this is no place in time for me..."

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done.