another one of those days...

January 05, 2007 friday - 19:08

it's a slit your wrists kind of day.
it's a blinding, heartbreaking sort of pain.

maudlin, maudlin.

it's those sort of feelings. where everything hurts. nothing helps. it's a perfect, complete, impossible kind of pain.

there's no escape, even in forgetting. over and over, we forget, but once we forget, it hurts again.

aren't human beings silly?

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