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|suspensionrings (profile) wrote, |
on 2-16-2005 at 9:30pm
|This hurts, this hurts, this hurts, this hurts.
I remember that point three [was it really so long ago?] years ago when I
collapsed in the garage, between the shelving. "I just . . . can't . . . take this anymore."
Same thoughts tonight. I thought, I can survive the day. I thought, things will be better tomorrow.
I can't sleep.
Haven't been able to for weeks.
I'm fucking exhausted, tired, so goddamn lonely.
[Jim, always. always always always.]
I want Icey, he distracts me from myself. He'll let me cry on his shoulder.
Soomething, this is unfinished but it usually is.