i’m like a faucet that leaks; but there is comfort in the sound.
05Jun / 2009
i was reading through some of my older posts on here and i have to admit –
i find myself far more interesting when i’m depressed.
this seems sad to me.
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thats funny bc the other night when ryan and i went to the art bar. it was slam poetry night. and this guy and girl did a poem about how much it sucks to be in love because you dont have anything to write about because you are so happy all the time and in the cloud haha
i guess youre in love.
haha! same here, man.
read my journals.
it’s… depressing, actually.
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