2000-04-20 | 01:39:40

Some people should just fucking leave me alone. It's bad enough they wound me so I'm standing there, bleeding to death, but then they still throw rocks at me. I want to scream, "back the fuck off", and yet I don't, because my mind thinks one thing but my mouth stays silent.

But I have good friends. Sometimes I think too good, but they do care. I can't tell you how hard it was for me not to cry tonight as I sat there stareing off into the distance trying not to let my stone face dissolve and then hearing something awfully sweet. He is just too nice for me. Too good. I know one of these day's I'm going to lose him because of my stupidity, but for the mean time he is still my enigmatic consistency.



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