December 2010
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I think I’m starting to lose all the compassion I once had. I don’t know if just for you or for everyone and maybe I fucked up but I’ll forget shortly.
Keeping secrets is becoming such a trouble anyways.
Pain and jitters. My head and stomach are starting to eat themselves. Droolin’ through my eyelids.
At least I burst into tears after everyone is completely gone. Look how much better I’m getting.
Christmas Eve watchin’ Miracle on 34th Street by myself because I’m too sick to move.