I am sick and tired and disgusted with myself, I have this irrepressible urge to claw my innards out. I want to scratch my skin and fall a hundred feet down with a splatter and shout my voice hoarse, until I no longer recognize my face, my body, my being.


and then I can start anew.




Posted by chronicwind on October 7, 2011 at 12:04 AM | catch a feather
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