a little bit of a resurrection
my life journal: cutmedown








which way


i truly do not know how to speak to you in terms that are not hypothetical or metaphorical. i can tell you about my life, but only if you let me tell you lies. continually missing things that were never mine to begin with, reaching for things that aren't there, that were never there.

i am being chased. i need more time or maybe i just need to make a quick, clean escape. this place i am, it's so very far away from happy.


written on 2003-07-10 at 10:40 p.m.

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