we dance to the beat of our own black hearts
2004-04-21 @ 6:23 p.m.

i feel like im dying. day after day im getting weaker and everything is harder to resist. i watch the blood come through my skin and i wonder if i can take this place anymore, this horrible world that we have to live in. i wish i could wrap all my fears in the night and that you wouldnt hate me for being this way. there is no headline to read at night when the record skips and your not holding the needle.

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