'In an ever changing world of gender, who knows what I'm going to end up being. But in the end, I want to morph into something I'm comfortable with.

Wednesday, February 12, 2003  

cried my fucking balls out.
early in the morning while everyone was preparing to go to school?!
bet my tears could fill a bathtub.
wadever.
am late for school
didn't even noe school started at nine until weining called.
feck it.
am still at home. blogging
hur.

You said you would be there for me.
I waited. But now,
You are leaving again.

What Can I say?
You got me good.
Swallowed me up.
Spit me out.
Like you should.
What can I do but play the game
And wait around for you to come.
You never do.
So I save for this.
Keep Imagining a different way.

muttered @ 5:56 PM.

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