(20.06.2004 - 3:10 p.m.)
I've been bashing my head against a wall for so long now, that it's as if there were never a time free from this overwhelming tiredness. It's as if you can never free yourself from the burden, even though it's far away. And it's lonely. And I'm waiting for the fall. And there you were. And then you were gone. And here I am. And here I am, gone. Politics. Who gives a fuck about the politics? Do what you should be doing. What you know is right. So many loud thoughts. Such lack of clarity. Time it was. Ache.
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