Parts of this blog have been fictionalized. 9. As it was created through the halls of the mind in the grasp of psychosis.
Thursday, June 30, 2011
I hope for a good ending, the same handsome guy sits down in STarbucks next to me, and waits for me to stop having an anxiety attack and he's quiet and when I start talking, then he talks--and then when I go home, it's over.
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