2004-07-05 - 10:41 P.M.

Life fucking sucks.
It rips the tears from your head
and the heart from your chest
until you just want to stay in bed repeating,
"Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it."
under your breath until you've watched the seperated heart stop beating.
But I have a job.
It is my job to be happy.
So I choke down the tears.
I set my heart back in place with a slight tilt to it still.
And I go on with life like nothing happened.
We learn to lie so well. I think I am the only person I shouldn't beleive, but always do.

Mood: Siezed
Current Music: inside by Toad the Wet Sprocket

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