No Coming Up For Air

Feeling: sentimental
i killed her for third time. if you find her, well... you're only fooling yourself. my defenses forgot all the memories, tore every photo, conveniently lost every letter & every word ever said. i just remember her last shudder as she hit the ground and how i couldn't tip toe past the small spectacle that was left to claim my run-for- cover output. all i want to know is how much was the Kerosene i can't afford this *edit @10:53pm* antwone wants to come see me tomorrow. its really weird, cause its mike that likes me and they are both friends. well we all are but antwone wanted me to tell mike that there is nothing between us. mike didn't really care when i told him, he thought it was funny. w/e. i really don't want to go to school tomorrow. i want a day to just SLEEP.
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