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 < February 18, 2007 - 3:00 a.m. >

It's the middle of the night and it's dark. My knee aches and my palms throb and my ankle hurts from tripping on the curb earlier -- drunk, carefree, before any of this stupid shit happened. I often wonder what I mean to other people. The answer, apparently, is more or less nothing.

And I'd give anything to forget how much it hurt to sit there on the side of the road and sob for what felt like hours.

My whole body aches and I feel drained.

This night was so stupid.


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