Tuesday, January 27, 2009

too small to matter, but big enough to cut me into so many little pieces

"Lie to me, convince me that I've been sick forever
And all of this will make sense when I get better" ~Evanesence

Fuzzy. Black. Sad. Angry. Upset. Confused. Worried. Missing. Heavy.

the black dog is back & i'm tired.

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