Monday, May 15, 2006
I haven't written in a long time. Maybe because I have a reputation on the other side, maybe because someone will finally put two and two together and I shall be viewed in vulgar fulness. This is Mr. Hyde. I am tired, punctured, resurfacing breathless, and only one can save me. Yet words do not help me. I just feel more lost and speech does not come easy. I really am tired. Yes, this is asking for help- a solitary squeak into the universe on the sly when I am sure I shall not be heard. I did it because I wanted to get it out of my system. So help me. I cannot deal with this anymore. I need need need a change, a break. I need a new mind, a new perspective. I need to deal with all this. I need to be loved and accepted instead of trodden in the mud. Funny how people applaud you when you're up and hit you when you're down. Silly humans.
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