I'm sitting in his basement you know. Sitting here, trying to watch this movie, but I knew. I knew there'd be some type of communication.
God damn it, you don't fucking know me. You don't know me. No one does. and I prefer to keep it that way. I don't want anyone, especially you to know me!
What the fuck am I supposed to do? What in the mother fucking world am I supposed to do to make this better? You don't know what it's like to understand how you feel and not be able to fix it. I CAN'T FUCKING DO IT.
This is fucking insane. I'm mother fuckin' gone.
8.03.2006
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