to explain her would take years -
my life consists of half-hazard plans sketched out on napkins and crumpled paper,
promises that are made broken and good intentions that never come to pass.
this stage in my life is like an inferno, i'm trying to walk through this fire without
getting synged, and i'm failing.
i keep my spirits and my wit to keep the gravity of my mistakes from sending me into
vertigo
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
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