Yes, I'm pathetic, because I didn't end up doing anything, and you know, just chickened out.
But you know, I let the feeling grow stale, and it doesn't hurt anymore. So there's a plus.
Honestly, I think that's all that I'm meant to do; just pick people up. Hell, it's not for me to pick myself up, no. I have to help others, and in turn, that keeps me going too, keeps me in check.
So. Bring out your dead.
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
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