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02-10-2004, 07:50 PM
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Insane
Location: Land of milk and honey - Wisconsin
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Leaving
It seems that we just can't
Make this work anymore. I can't say I'm sorry Because I'm really not. I just feel bad, 'cause You weren't ready for the truth. It wasn't my right to push this on you, It wasn't my right to make you think about Anyone but yourself for a change. I take your abuse, and I take your friends' abuse, and I take your parent's abuse, and Well, everyone's got a breaking point. So it looks like this is goodbye And it looks like you care, but I know you're just relieved 'Cause you don't have to think About me, about us, ever again. You hide yourself in your little shell Tell yourself I'm just too demanding I'm sorry if a little dignity Is too much to ask for. I'm sorry if a little dignity Is too much to ask for. I'm sorry if a little attention Is too much to ask for. I'm sorry if a little respect Is too much to ask for. I'm sorry if knowing where I stand Against every other distraction Is too much for you to handle. It seems like we already know it's over You just bide your time to tell me You just bide your time 'Cause stagnation is so much easier. So I stand here waiting And fold my arms over my chest Because you're not running to me You just stand there "Thinking."
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Doing my best not to end up like Kathleen Chang. |
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02-26-2004, 11:30 PM
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Thats MR. Muffin Face now
Location: Everywhere work sends me
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thank you very much. powerful, (also describes some of my past relationships *g*)
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"Life is possible only with illusions. And so, the question for the science of mental health must become an absolutely new and revolutionary one, yet one that reflects the essence of the human condition: On what level of illusion does one live?" -- Ernest Becker, The Denial of Death |
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