Saturday, July 10, 2010

One Hundred Sixty-Three.Five


Okay, so maybe I spoke too soon, I'm not the man I thought I was. I hate having emotions--being afraid, jealous, and angry. Where the fuck is my resolve, my strength, my ability to be like marble--cold and distant? I'm a loner--an outsider sitting on the backyard fence of society. I don't want to be connected. I don't want to hurt anymore.

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