Lately I don't feel like writing here, so I been doing it on my journal. technology and me don't match.
"She's glad he's sleeping because she needs to think. She needs to think, and it's like she can't even remember how, too strung out on emotion and confusion and the stomach-churning sensation of sleep deprivation. Her eyes burn with sleeplessness"
Sunday, September 5, 2010
Saturday, September 4, 2010
Something that needs nothing.
There was no way I could ever be in love with him because he was just as pathetic as me.
It was romance
“I walked down the hall and saw that Theresa was sitting on the floor next to a chair. This is always a bad sign. It’s a slippery slope, and it’s best just to set in chairs, to eat when hungry, to sleep and rise and work. But we have all been there. Chairs are for people, and you’re not sure if you are one.”
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