2005-07-13 - 2:36 p.m.

||boring tears||

Sometimes I wish people could just be ok. I'm bored with issues and problems and feelings and moods. I want to meet contentment and ambition and sobriety. We can all go out for a night on the town and walk aimlessly giggling at stripes and polka dots and smile all the way. We carry umbrellas just in case the clouds turn stormy, but they never do. Sometimes I wish that people could be drawn to this beating pulse inside of me. Maybe what we need is a few more

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