Monday, July 16, 2007
I am a sigh.
A whisper in a dark place. Mondays are never happy. At least the sky's tears offer me their wet sympathy.
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Sigh
Sigh. No-one likes me. It's all their fault. I cut my arms to show them all how they make me feel. I am sad.
people have come to hate me from their very core.
