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Tuesday, March 02, 2010

Happy Birthday Jolyn!

you probably don't know this, but i do miss you.
i don't even think you read my blog anymore.
how did we become so estranged...??

anyhow, i hope you're content with your life right now.
never stop searching for the answers you seek, and i hope you find happiness, which in our context was always the mask to our sadness that makes our misery all the more stark..

you once said you wished you could walk through a shattered glass pane and emerge all bloodied and scarred, because to look like how you feel on the inside would be a start. we were, for our reasons, scary and damaged. no one could understand our angst; they were scared of our wild fiery madness, and so shied away from us. but what they didn't realise was that one's sadness cannot be compared to another pure based on their relative circumstance. it doesn't work that way. it simply doesn't.

she's not here @

9:55 PM