2006-06-08. fracture
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I hate the past, I fear the future. I am angry at so many things that were so close and things that are ever closer and yet further than before. I wish I weren't so arrogant as to think that others would see it my way. I go back and forth thinking I did the right thing... the wrong thing... I'm left alone for 5 minutes and my mind races, rethinking every glance every touch every tear. I wonder how I can have so much and have so little...