oh, i already miss you singing like this overthephone.

Wednesday, Apr. 24, 2002 | 2:46 p.m.

all the things my feet thought to be firm are falling with urgency and tearing down my false sense of security.

tell me they aren't true. look me in the eye and denounce all seventhousandfourhundredeight of these rumors i've heard. oh God. please let them just be rumors.

i don't know why i care so much when i shouldn't care at all.

go on drone