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By Lydia Date: 2004 Jan 28 Comment on this Work [[2004.01.28.10.41.3900]] |
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confounded head, quit with all this rattling the moments I waste on sorting these events only make me weaker and more attached; less able to ever grasp resolution the reality of all I ponder is more sad, more factual than I can ever get out from beneath yet, I enjoy soaking and marinating in the mire, already knowing the unfortunate outcome so, just stop. stop internalizing each and every fucking phrase stop hoping that any of it means more than is does stop waiting on line until your charms have been noticed just stop. |