Days are long trenches of stress. Long trenches of which I don't ever want to reach the end.
I am afraid, I am afraid of the end.
I am afraid, I am afraid of the end.
posted by Angela at 1:35 PM
Sunday, July 13, 2008
About Me
- Name: Angela
- Location: Nashville, Tennessee, United States
Where I pontificate about the things that didn't use to matter, the things that don't matter, and/or the things that won't matter in the future. Also known as: I mostly just bitch about boys.
Previous Posts
- Day Five: You Don't Answer the Phone
- In Which I Over-Use "the F Word"
- Clarity, Banally Moment-Sized
- Roses are Red
- Like a Shark Attack Inside Your Skull
- If I Lived Till I Was a Hundred and Two
- You May, You May Wake
- He Does Not Need a Name
- He Needs a Name
- to be aware
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