Monday, April 6, 2009

If you asked me what's the point, I wouldn't answer.

He just called to say I told you so.

We only meet on your terms.

I remembered yesterday what it was like to share things with someone. It gives off this tingling warm feeling in my chest like radiation. It simulates the feeling of the womb.

She likes it when I'm too busy; it means we can hang out.

I just wanted to be alone for a minute, and something scattered from my head.

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