Friday Sep 05, 2003

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going crazy.
(again)
chemical dependency will have the best of me while i wait for someone to save me. this time is different. i'm in too deep; i have gone crazy and there is no going back. i have halluncinations of him hunting me down, finding me in a random drug house, picking me up and laying me in his car. but i lay here, half fried over-easy scrambled, begging for a message- any message- on my machine. a touch, one touch... my passion. divinity comes at a price and he is paying the devil his dues. no time for little ol' me. i'm just a poor girl nobady loves me....unnatural sleep and violent insecurity: my life in ink and his written in stars. the mayans weren't wrong in the least.
-redcrayonkelly
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neko:
dont overwhelm yourself with the loss that is thought. there is some sanity in insanity, or so they say, and i hear your passion through the letters as you cry for what you yearn for. your message will one day arive, sweeter than perhaps expected, and surprises will overcome the mushroom clouds. as for now, some advice from a far away heart: "these, these precious things, let them break...let them bleed..."
-neko
bunkdose:
..wow.. I'm speechless. I can't even begin to ponder on the depths of your feeling heart. I do feel empathy though.

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