Tuesday, August 30, 2011
and it all comes together!
With hysteric hilarity, I stand outside, looking in, there I belong. Nowhere, no where, not knowing how to write the right despite knowing what went wrong. To conform, I refuse, a moot point, I have no ability to. I am more inflexible than I thought I was, and in that, as rigid as you are.
she procrastinated @ 01:56 |
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