cruel: May. 05, 2002 (5:46 pm)

imagine them, at their parties with the clear vodka. my wine like blood, and blood that won't come. wounds washed over with water. never seen me stupid, huh, except that morning when i was secretly drunk and secretly in love.

i don't think i can stand another night. compare failres to your successes, and know that you don't love me anymore. an unspecial friend. another class where you sleep and suceed. i am aways found below. jealous and cruel.

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