2004-06-02
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now is a feeling of horror.I ran tonight,ran away from everything I was feeling.
I wish I could explain,but notnow.
I always run,i'm not sure why.
I'd like to stay and discuss,but I'm so goddamn tired of talking and feeling.
I saw sadness,and my own.
I saw my own ignorance mingled with anger and I saw my intolerance and my selfish,childish self again.
I wish I could just help,be nice,be there,but my heart hurts and I run.
Perhaps I've found the push I need to get me where I should be,or perhaps I'm just an insane ass.
I'm tired now,so fucking tired.
goodnight.
3:29 a.m. 
by Timm Jumper
