what makes an ocean wave wave?
2:34 am on 05.18.06
i don't know. i really don't. don't times a million. i feel bad. it wasn't supposed to go down like this. at least not in my mind.. i don't know. i shouldn't have said hi. i should shut up. i hate this. i don't know. i never know. that's probably the root there. pull hard. extraction incomplete. you just began someone else's nightmare. way to go. how about a kick in the ass.. or a complimentary toaster? maybe both. or maybe we could just swim away. but that would be too easy, and remember how nothing is ever simple? maybe we make things more complicated. maybe it's my own fault. maybe i have no idea. i should stop. i need sleep. and my pillow doesn't love anyone else. i'm not even looking for love. or maybe that's just what we all tell ourselves while we dig this grave a little deeper. and i don't know. i've never known. will never know. follow the pattern. pass go. collect $200 rinse repeat. but on a different cycle. maybe the gentle cycle really is softer. maybe my limbs won't get tangled and i will come out the other side ok. or maybe even better. maybe that's idealistic. i don't know. i never did. i hear its better not to think. supposedly when you're caught in a riptide it's better not to fight it. i'll probably die flailing against the ocean.
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