4.5% acidic


Wednesday, September 22, 2004
spent the night reading old journals and weeping

trying hard to hold on, but hold on to what?

all the things i used to look forward to, perish one by one

at the end of all paths i find dead ends

each disappointment feeds the black in me

how much longer?



Saturday, September 11, 2004
unconfident.

give me a reason to carry on...
give me a reason to believe.
believe in what?

this is so bullshit.





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