Sunday, July 24, 2005

There are so many things I want out of life. The days where it all seems so out of reach are the hardest. A walk down the street turns into a line-up of everything I don't have. I feel like I won't ever know the kind of happiness that others have. My dreams are plagued by the realities of my true self.

Contradiction is a bitch sometimes.

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