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Wednesday, Dec. 11, 2002 | 5:10 p.m.


when will i ever be satisfied with what i have to say?

too-much//too-little escapes my lips and you are always displeased with my teenage efforts to surprise you.

my heart is not indestructable the way you'd like it to be. the everydaywearandtear is leaving me tattered and frayed.

this piece of metal that is my life is being pounded and shaped on the anvil. but baby, you can only force me to become so thin.

.and then i break.

go on drone