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Wednesday, February 20th, 2008
| Time |
Event |
| 6:21p |
do you feel alone in the secret? are you standing there just weeping? do you feel the light is gone? is it hard to remain strong in the face of all you know, in a world that's brought you low? | | 6:22p |
And I hope when you think of me years down the line, you can't find one good thing to say. And I'd hope that if I found the strength to walk out, you'd stay the hell out of my way. | | 6:23p |
I don't wait by the phone like I used to, I don't hope for kind words you might say. You don't prey on my mind like you used to, but you can still ruin my day. | | 6:24p |
You've got to hope that there's someone for you, as strange as you are, who can cope with the things that you do without trying too hard. | | 8:54p |
It's Winter and Don't Love Me Anymore- Casiotone for the Painfully Alone
Oh, and every once in a while, the way that you stop and you smile, it breaks my heart every time because I know that you're thinking of anyone but me. And I don't understand why we've stopped holding hands. I know that it's cold outside, but do you have to wear mittens all the time? You put on a scarf to keep warm and muffs to keep your ears from harm, but it all just shuts me out, and I watch your breath puff out. | | 8:58p |
Seattle, Washington- Casiotone
It's always tight at the end of the month. Until that check comes, there's nothing for lunch. I'm sick of all my stuff being halfway broken, too tired to pretend that I'm not sick of my friends. Some days, I'm sorry that I ever moved here. Some days, I think about moving back in with my folks. Some days, I think about moving up north where rent is cheaper, and I could have a house with a porch to watch the rain, walk out in the rain, stand under the rain, and let Seattle wash me. | | 10:39p |
i'm another broken record on a dusty fucking shelf. gave it all i had and now there's nothing left. i came from nowhere, so i'm destined for nothing. i've been dead to a lifeless world and all of my heroes are here in the dirt. i've seen bad moons, the rise, the fall. if it wasn't for bad luck, i'd have no luck at all. | | 10:53p |
February is still as scary, the month your father died
a little girl in a shrieking world, looking for her place
to run and hide |
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