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i like the attention

and i had just one of those days.

so, i left his house, alone, in a hurry. and i drove down the road with no lights (on purpose). and i sang, every word to the song, like it was my oxygen and i was running out of air to breathe. i didn't care about how or when or why, or what if.

i guess i'm just learning what it's like to get caught in the weight of the world. because i'm special to people in numbers. but you've always been number one.
i'm sleeping in my bed tonight, with his covers. on the pillow that he always requested. not on purpose this time though, just because i'm tired, and that pillow is already on top.
its always dangerous to sleep in two's.

12:12 a.m. - 2005-10-05

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