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let the poets cry themselves to sleep.

i'm not strong, enough.
i slammed the door last night, because i'm just not cut out for this. because i lost it all. sanity, emotion, most importantly... control.
i'm just tired. (no, i'm not. i mean, i am, but it's just another excuse).
because last night, i cried. for the first time in a week. not about anything in particular. it was 2, i wanted to be home. and i wasn't.
this isn't legit.
it's only 8.
i've already thrown up.

8:11 a.m. - 2005-09-03

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