Una vez me dedicaron una canción

Call me… whatever

In otras vidas on Enero 29, 2008 at 9:54 pm

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If I just stay in bed, and pull the covers around me; if I just unplug the phone, if I don’t answer the mail, then whatever bad news is waiting for me can’t get to me. If I can just sleep, and then just sleep some more, then I won’t have to deal with it. Not now. I can’t deal with it now. Maybe it’ll go away on its own.
Maybe I’ll die and I won’t ever have to deal with it.

On being crazy.