These are my thoughts. They are for me. For the me now, and the me to be.
I don't always make sense, and I like living that way.

Wednesday, June 29, 2011

This summer may be the death of me

I'm a zombie. Walking around, not numb, but not together. Not feeling.
I need sleep.
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