othelladub's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- it's like that
You are beautiful and lovely and special and that is why I was so selfish about it and you. Don't ask me to be what I'm not. I can't be schizophrenic and change how I feel based on a whim. Fly in your boat, in the sky. Go away, and leave. Leave me - goodbye. A stain in my eye. She is gone, and I'm glad. She is pain and lies and nothing I ever had. In my bed, I am sore. Sore neck, fingers. Grease. I am here, and that's it. I can stay, or I can go. I am free. I'm not tied down by anything - real, fake, or otherwise. I am alone. - 10:59 p.m. - 2003-06-12 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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