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[03 May 2005|11:22am] |
I could do a better job of masking my contempt.
Oh, the world is so unjust. Why can't I just do what I want and let everyone else suffer the consequences? Why can't I just be the brat I was born to be and make everyone else deal with it?
(but then she's high and holding hands and digging this song and that flower is so pretty. and the world seems bigger, darker, longer than it ever has and i wonder if i'll ever get to the end of this. i will wake up and do the things i always do. i will always be late so don't expect me to be anywhere when you want me to be there. shit this hurts)
Drugs fix everything.
For a minute, anyway.
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