Tuesday, May 23, 2006

i hate that it took so long to load that i forgotten the witty, cutting sentiment that i had to write down. I sit here and strain to remember it. I strain to remember why. Its like listening to music when you're working, background noise that you register but don't remember.

I don't feel valid in feeling this way, like i don't have the right to coz it was so fleeting. But it really wasn't. it was a culmination.

I wish he hadn't said buffy that time

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