apart at the seams 2003-01-08 9:36 p.m.


I am standing somewhere in between of everything... a place no one else is nor ever will be.

I haven't been well lately... on several levels and I guess that's why i haven't much to say.

I have cyanide running through my veins... ethanol under my skin... it's a wonder that I even exist.


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