laffinkid's Diaryland Diary

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open up your heart

I am exhausted with life and myself. I am disgusted with life and myself.

With only a thread of consciousness I read you, and it's funny but your words sound like I wrote them. The vocabulary and sentence structures seem like they're from me...not your usually gracefull fingers. But I am wishing for you. And I love you more than I can ever say, and I want you to be happy, so I will be thinking of you all day and wishing you luck.

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Erykah Badu writes songs that are about me. It's unsettling.

"How can we make love when you don't love me?"

6:10 a.m. - 2006-12-03

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