October 14, 2005

• If you want to know how I’m feeling, you can look up the words to Fiona Apple’s “Criminal.” Again.

  
  

  
  Everything is falling apart. My grades, my relationships… everything I worked so hard for. The person I turned into was a lie & I’m falling back into everything I hate.

  
  

   

  
  

  I sincerely hope that this is just aftershock, and that this won’t feel so horrendously shitty… well, forever, really.

  
  

   

  
  

  everything falls apart,
  
  then i get to try to put it back together
  
  everything falls apart,
  
  and you can count on that 
  like you can count on 
  bad, bad weather again
  
  was it good?
  
  i don't remember much about it
  
  when things start to feel right,
  
  you can count on me to start to doubt it

  • 3:12 pm
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