condtradicting myself, by KristenAlger
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i feel so lost
i feel so old
i dont know why
i dont know how
i want to live
i want to die
i need to stay
i need to go
i have to work
i have to play
i dont have someone to help me
i dont have someone to save me
another one VERYYYY much intoxicated |
| Posted: 2007-08-22 02:36:26 UTC |
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| 2007-10-09 15:03:47 | TigreDeVour |
| Why do people write so well when they're drunk? I like this a lot, because I'm a fan of contradictory work. *mist* |