i guess it made more sense to commit to nothing, keep my options open...and that's suicide. by tiny, tiny increments.
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Monday, December 29, 2003

we would stay up all night lying on his bed, looking at the ceiling...talking about anything and everything. then he or i would fall asleep, the other would kiss them on the cheek and turn off the light after making sure an alarm was set, then curl up and join them in slumber.

i will not be making any more public posts in this journal.
if you want to read about my life, ask me how you can.
don't all comment at once, now!

 


Friday, December 12, 2003

andrew craig is in so much trouble. that is all.

(1 2 3. we win.)


if i could just forget everything sad...everything we did...

 

goodbye...autumn nights.
we realized......we were falling

 

out of love.

we never did. not to be overly dramatic, i just think it's best...because you can't miss what you forget.

 

so, let's just pretend
everything and
anything between you and me
was never there.

 


Thursday, December 11, 2003

"Look how my ring encompasseth they finger,
Even so thy breast encloseth my poor heart.
Wear both of them, for both of them are thine."
-Richard III

 


Wednesday, November 19, 2003

you see this can't be happening, because i've got 99 letters here that say that you love[d] me.

oh darling dear, look at the mess we've made of this
i've held you in such high regard with no fear that you will ever faulter
oh darling dear, look at the mess we've made of things
the hearts we've held along the way/ the hearts that lay broken along the way
oh darling oh dear look at the place i've held you to
your face your face oh darling dear
oh dear my heart i fear it's faultering dear darling i fear the mess we've made along the way

 

[i suppose had to flee from there i had to flee from there i had to flee from me, i suppose.]

 

but i'm okay now.

edit---it makes me so happy that we talked tonight. you came to me! how cute. i hope everything works out. i hope, i hope...because you love her, you do.



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