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Mar 27, 2009
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Two Days Gone
Two Days Gone Woke up late Friday morning,two days gone.Left the bed twice since Wednesdayin a complete haze. I've been getting my ass handed to mefor almost a week,now I just want to stay sunkeninto the warm sheets in my room,the blankets. Most hours I'm incoherent,but occasionally I wonderif I'll ever feel straight again. How ill,how ill a man must getto see the bottom.In an effort to obliteratethe next two daysI tranquilize myself. In three years,should there be another three years where, oh where will I be? Getting up todayis the hardest thing,I stumble and scuttle my wayto the shower. Maybe tomorrowI'll actually be awake.
— Conect11, Mar 27, 2009
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infinite_dwarf
17 years 2 months ago
Aww Mark...
Rett
17 years 2 months ago
Bummer Mark