Candycoatedwaterdrops

Finding a space, finding a voice. Speaking in hushed tones over ongoing noise.

Sunday, September 30, 2007

sick sick sick

i'm sick of crying. i'm sick of feeling sick. i'm sick of being forgotten. i'm sick of never belonging. i'm sick of you never remembering.
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