1:58 p.m. x 2007-09-08

i made myself so sick last night. i freaked myself out really bad in my sleep. in my sleep.

i want to be desired. i want to be cried over. i want to be begged. i want to be longed for. i want my door beaten down. i want to be wanted 24/7. i want to be the subject of a pretty song. i want to inspire. i want to be called for no reason. i want sleep to be lost over me. i want to feel like the most important thing.

if anybody should ask i'm going to a seminar
pieces of the moon
sensitive heart, you're doomed from the start
(& etc)

anybody can be just like me, obviously.
not too many can be like you, fortunately.
KL 02-11