12:11 a.m.
September 08, 2002
Hell I'd go there again

Can you help me I'm bent

I'm so scared that I'll never get put back together

Yeah, you're breaking me in

And this is how we will end

With you and me bent

(I was just thinking about the part where rob thomas mumbles something like, dark in then me, never enough)

Today... Hm. Probably kinda... bleh. I'm sick of this. I wish I wasn't how I was. I don't want to.

It's sunday. Fuck it.
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