#3

[Written on October 7, 2007 at 12:03 AM]I turned the shower on and waited for the water to heat up. I stood there in nothing but my own dirty shame. I felt like I was in dire need of a cleansing of some sort. I needed help to get rid of all of my regrets. I didn't know what I did but I knew it was bad. I could feel myself hating myself more and ( Read more... )

#2

Sitting on the bed with a pen in my hand and a cigarette in my mouth, I watched you ly there and I watched you breathe, quiet and smooth. The rythm of your chest slow and steady and so unlike what we were. I kept my gaze on you as I thought of what I was doing with myself. What was I even going to write about, wanyway? As if our lives were ( Read more... )

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