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Monday, July 26, 2004

oh shoot. i forgot something. how am i supposed to write it down if i forgot bout it. dont ask. anyway, whiff....dunno where to begin...today was normal. no that's not right. today i missed her. once in a while id look at my phone and wish that there was a message or even a missed call sign there. nothing. i know that iv prepared myself for this, but it seems that it didnt work. it hurts. it pulls me down. its sad. no blaming though. i understand the situation. its hard but iv foreseen it. sometimes i search for answers. eventually i stop because i cant find any. i dont know what my problem is. its just so hard to trust. im so scared. in fact, im a f**kin chicken.  this is exactly the kind of loneliness that i couldn't even begin to think about, much less bare.  is there such a thing as being accustomed to missing someone? i hope not. i missed her a lot today...a lot...sigh...she txted me a while back, i felt a lot better...she had an emergency meeting and batteries died...i understand...i replied...waiting for reply....waiting...waiting...waiting...miss call....she's probably asleep...hope so...im gonna sleep too...hope anxieties fade...watch hellsing, its a  morbid vampire-killing demon-hunting fun. enjoy.... hope there's a message wating for me in the morning...hoping...hoping...waiting...waiting...

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and then there was me.
an ambitious kid wandering alone in this train wreck called life.
fascinated by inanimate things and dastardly gaps in time.
wondering why the possibility of finding happiness
seems as slim a chance as finding penguins in the dessert.
he laughs.
laughs in mockery. laughs in fear. laughs in anger.
but his favorite laughter is that which hides the gloom
which has evolved from being an acquaintance to an intimate friend.
such is the demise of an observer trapped inside a toppled box.
ensconced inside a niche of shadows,
he laughs aloud just to drown the deafening silence

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