Here lies my thoughts, feelings, loves, woes, tales, truths, fears, and dreams. Writing has been a place for me to test my boundaries, experiment with everything people don't accept me to be in person. With text, I am free.
Monday, January 31, 2011
Fuck.
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
I was wrong. The problem isn't the words or the ways. It's just that... it's not right.
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