scrawls.
travelling I always stop at exits
wondering if I'll stay
young and restless
living this way I stress less
i want to pull away
when the dream dies
the pain sets it and I don't cry
i only feel gravity and
I wonder why

and the sun was wondering if
it should stay away
for a day until the feeling went away
and the clouds were dropping and the
the rain forgot how to
bring salvation
the dogs were whistling a new tune
barking at the new moon
hoping it would come soon
so that they could die
- nelly furtado

my orphical identity.
melissa
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leave.
doll.

scawls on my skin.


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i have had an unfruitful day.whee.fark.all of a sudden i feel so empty.maybe becuz the entire world is aslp but not me.and here i am still blogging in the wee hours of today.i feel so empty and thus it is therefore represented by the removal of a sweet picture of a young boy, and the replacement by a couple of heartfelt emotions.i feel like an empty vessel.like,nothing.it's a horrible replacement but hell.isn't a blog supposed to show oneself and her flgs?so now what joy, my blog is full of word.words.words.

words.

help me for i have one last bit to say but it won't come out.a confession which somehow cannot be forced out.i give up.the pain i now feel is one of wrench and that of my back ache from crouching in front of the screen for so damn long.enough.i've got to stop.The only sane things now are my eyes.at least they see what is real.well, at least what i think is real.i realize that i go thru everyday with at least one negative emotion.be it anger or pain,hurt.sadness.today is pain.and the best thing is, i don't know why.

all dolled up on 13:11

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