the BRUTAL, UGLY truth of my FABULOUS, BEAUTIFUL life.
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9:30 p.m. + 2005-04-13 = i know it's only been 20 minutes...
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..but, the numbness is wearing off.
and, i feel... "empty," i guess. well, empti-er than anticipated. and heavy to boot.
this won't do at all.
it'd be awesome to throw up or cry at this point. it'd give me a quickfix jolt of ok-ness--enough to cover the time between getting in the bed and actually falling asleep.
but since i'm not endorsing quickfixes at the moment... wallowing it is!
turn off the light.
turn on the stereo.
turn up the volume to an unreasonable 12.
get into bed.
press play on remote.
stare at ceiling in utter darkness with massive attack's "teardrops" blasting.
on repeat1 play-option.
g'night, all.
[[and g'night, you.]]
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comments?? --->[thisaway]--->[[looks to me as though there are...]]---> 0 repercussions thus far
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[prologue] *** [epilogue] ***[plottwist!]
[[erstwhile]] ***** [[forthwith]]
