� 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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