For *those that have just lost their keys *those that are well-versed *inebriated ones *wanderers *mermaids *those that belong elsewhere *whippersnappers *marvelous ones *those that are not included in this classification *those that flutter because the moment is fleeting *boundless ones *those colored with slippery fingerpaint *others *those that resemble someone I know from a distance

Friday, July 27, 2007

Can't I just die a little on the inside?

It's fucking exhausting trying to maintain my sanity in a crazy world.

It's the world that's crazy, not me. It's the world that's crazy, not me. It's the world that's crazy, not me. It's the world that's crazy, not me. It's the world that's crazy, not me. It's the world that's crazy, not me. It's the world that's crazy, not me. It's the world that's crazy, not me. It's the world that's crazy, not me. It's the world that's crazy, not me. It's the world that's crazy, not me.

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