2005-01-27 - 12:38 a.m.
I saw your thoughts today. First glimpse caused me to think your expression is pathetic; then I thought of a person trapped in a world where expression is more important than identity. Desperate to come up with someone to make yourself different.
I've been so angry at the way you treated her. Wanting nothing more than something something something I don't even know what. My heart broke in two though, just prooving I can't hate you. You probably judge me because of things you were told; I'm sorry for that, for a letter foolishly sent, and for my anger. I'll never believe you were good for her, you crack when people get close...but you aren't a bad person; you're screwed up like me, just in a different way. You have twice the character I do, and ten times the self-control. Thank you for not being like me.
Even so, we've got a lot to learn. I've no doubt we'll sing in the same room someday. I'll write shit songs, and you can make shit stick figures. --but we'll call one another 'brother' for a great reason.
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