Yeah, so whatever.. old is the new new. And what the hell has ever happened to my nervous system.. I believe I don't even have one anymore. I'm like an open tooth nerve. Don't touch me. Don't even breathe on me.

This jealous feeling will consume me. It will finish me. It will take over me and burn me alive.

I don't want to share.

I don't even want myself to have it.

That's how much I need to own it.

I'm tired.

written on 2009-03-24 at 11:35 p.m.