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Archives 2002-02-11 - 5:55 a.m.


Hmmm...my heart feels rather...torn.

It feels...as if someone just ripped it out of my body, squeezed really hard, and...chopped it in half.

The indignity of it all is that it was probably stomped on afterwards, so that it would have bled completely dry.

So dry, in fact, that it has turned white. White as snow, without a hint of life inside it. So dry, that I have neither the capability for tears, or the will to function.

So it's odd, isn't it, that this has nothing to do with women at all...

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