I thought about walking in front of a car.
I don't actually want to die, I think.
I think.
I just want to scare people.
I want my physical pain
To be greater than my emotional pain.
Go into a coma for a while.
Cause I don't know how to love better.
But apparently I need to.
Need some driving lessons.
--3.31.10
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
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