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the last sunset

deviance, zero
Monday, June 11, 2007

In contrast, this is one of those days when I just don't want to move my bag away from the seat beside me for anyone. I just want to curl up and take up the whole space and throw any wisp of reason away and out the window. I will be a bastardly and stubborn boy, and no one will be able to break my pride. It's my me time, nobody else's. It's one of those days when I just have to submit myself into hiding beneath the shadows, and find comfort among the dreary corners. It's just one of those days, when I will equate to me. And you just had to barge in.

smiled at the sun again @ 12:06 AM,




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