Sunday, May 14, 2006


i'm trying to imagine it, but i can't. i'm a cold, heartless bitch. i turned over and read the newspaper. and then i cried a little. but i can't feel it. i can't feel anything. stab me.

i can't even write, because i feel nothing.

and at the other end of the world, someone is crying.
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