Word for January 30, 2009: Remember
so i'm standing on the stairs, fumbling for my cigarette. it's cold, starting to rain, and i have no idea where i put my lighter. cigarette in hand, i set off to the parking lot to find someone with a lighter i can borrow. that's when i saw you.
it's been a while, but it doesn't stop hurting.
Word for February 3, 2009: Sprout
I'm plucking out clumps of grass as you sit next to me and talk.
They're green, fresh, and maybe i'm defacing the lawn right now, but i don't really care. it's as if the sprouts offend me in a way, and i'm taking out my anger on them. It's just- just-
why should they have the chance to grow when we can't?
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