23.07.08 - 11:18 p.m.

i sit, sit, sit and nothing.

this should be comforting, right? i got kicked out of a bar for not having my id. that should be comforting, right? i picked lavender today, stripped it and put it in my pocket. i thought it would cheer me up but no.

four line breaks, my highschool english teacher thinks i should be a famous writer. the next time my mother pisses me off, i refer her here.

not really. in love is so subjective. my sister wears my old coat and tells people it used to be mine. she loves me. what else do i need?

i gave you all of my
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