opened a god damn bag of worms...
ha! man... once a fool, always a fool...
crazy dense bastard.
poor lost soul.
criticism to pity. neither are emotions u'd want someone to feel for you.
poor kid. when will u learn? god, give him a sign! please, i do care about him that much to ask for someone to help this kid learn what he needs to. does that mean me? god damnit, i don't wanna do it...
this is why u leave people from the past in the past.
its a psychological experiment. i think i'm getting good at detecting discrepancies, projections, word play, basic contradictions.... qualifying deeper scrutiny.
to be wise of words.
it is a trait i admire,
but he cannot win.
come on, i've moved on to bigger and better things....
dear diary,
i'm traveling somewhere, could be anywhere? but there.
...i wonder if i make people suppress strong emotions, and ignore them or shame them...i wonder if that develops into something that it shouldn't, or manifests its self in ways that shouldn't be... i wonder what i might cause.... =/
4:37 a.m. - 2010-10-02
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