Private Torture Chamber
Stomach is churning and my eyes want to close.
Regret, guilt, and nerves wrapped in a package of torture.
I sigh to myself again and again – my idea of relaxed breathing?
Would love to curl up and stay inside myself for the next month or two.
Currently…
Listening to: Beth Orton
In the car – book on tape: Never Let Me Go by Kazuo Ishiguro
Reading: the paper and Deepsix still… (good book by the way)
Also, start mentoring a new girl today and am feeling extremely nervous and excited. I hope it works out well! Looking forward to it!
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From Don’t Need a Reason by Beth Orton:
I think I’ve seen a sign
But its a very fine line
If you want it all
And don’t lose track
For upon our backs
There’s no weight of wings
When they shine is hard to say
But some things never fade away
We only hurt the ones we love
Why, we don’t need a reason
We only give what we think we deserve
And that’s something to believe in
And I don’t need a reason
Calling angels down to Earth
Because I believe we need them
July 14, 2005 1 Comment
Stuck under the Glass

Realizing the gravity of the situation, considering the fact that they were losing their basketball match for freedom from the Paper Weight, Wallace rested while Erastly debated walking away from it all and resigning at the bottom of the weight.
July 14, 2005 No Comments

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