07.07.2005 - 12:48 p.m.

I am twenty-six and I still put things off until they can't be done in time, I still let myself dig holes, I ignore things that should not be ignored, I drown myself and anyone else I can reach before I'll admit that not everything is always perfect and happy and fuzzy with me.

I lie.

I believe myself.

For God's sake, why?

-stonebridge

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