it's 8:11 pm, on March 04, 2009 - bruise.

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everything is so weird these days. nothing is going on, everything is going on. whatever. I feel muted right now. it's not bad, just dull.

i ask myself do you want comfort or passion, because clearly you cannot have both. I don't know the answer.

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permanent - March 08, 2009