May. 31, 2004 - 12:59 a.m. Sigh. Anyway, I think I am becoming the numb, detached creature I always wanted to be. I don't cry as much anymore. I cried on Saturday night, but I was drunk. Today I wanted to cry, I felt it in me somewhere but it wasn't. I couldn't. So I didn't. But I am detaching. Not just from who I wanted to in the first place, but it seems from everyone. All or nothing. All or nothing. I guess I've never really done anything halfway. old bitching - random - new bitching Sounds Like: Feels Like: 0 fussbugets said... |
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