Tuesday, August 17, 2004

friggin sarr strikes back

I want to get up and run around. I want to jump off a cliff. I want to throw glasses at people. I want to sit here till I can't anymore. I want to kick something. I want to headbang my goddamn brains out. I want to call up everyone I know at four a.m. I want to run and not stop. I want to bury my head in the sand. I want to dig up all the trees and save people the trouble. I want to do everything anyone has ever wanted me to do so they leave me alone. I want to call them back when they're all leaving.

I hate this.

Misha at Tuesday, August 17, 2004

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