Thursday, July 29, 2004
there are shocks to make me realize I will never be good enough
sincerely, I will try to be better just for that reason. maybe someday, I will be good enough.
bite the numb part, then fight, I hate summers. hate summers, this one, the previous one, the one before that, the upcoming one, the one next to that. soon I will have no summer to waste
then the zen and zing to be stored the rest can all fuck off.
Poet says with her maggots at 10:24 AM
Tuesday, July 27, 2004
Please don't try so hard to say goodbye.
Poet says with her maggots at 1:01 PM
Monday, July 26, 2004
do not do anything, for you maybe, but not for me
because I don't expect it
and I am the worst person you will meet, good morning
Poet says with her maggots at 7:27 PM