Thursday, January 22, 2009

all women are one woman. And i'm roughly content with that.
Im exhausted. Tonight i'm going to listen to piano, and i will think of piano.
Tonight Gin will just be gin and it wont be becuase of you, and music will just be music and it wont be about you, and men will just be men and none of them will be you, and none of them will be anyone. And more importantly all men will be the same man.
and i will not think of him anymore because i cant bear it anymore.

And the red on my index finger will remind me of it, i will try my hardest not to forget.

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