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Tuesday, June 08, 2004
*Looks around*
Wow. Venus in transit. So momentous. One black, little dot.
And the world... What am I meant to do? I wan't somebody to be here with me all the time. No, I need it. Need it more desparately than I should.
Lymphet-style, I could latch onto someone and never leave them without the aid of a crowbar.
And is my hotmail disabled? No one can be fucked to write me on it, but I do care.
It's not fair. Since when was I so sickeningly sensitive to everything?
I think I'm'a go and cry.
Wow. Venus in transit. So momentous. One black, little dot.
And the world... What am I meant to do? I wan't somebody to be here with me all the time. No, I need it. Need it more desparately than I should.
Lymphet-style, I could latch onto someone and never leave them without the aid of a crowbar.
And is my hotmail disabled? No one can be fucked to write me on it, but I do care.
It's not fair. Since when was I so sickeningly sensitive to everything?
I think I'm'a go and cry.
