Tuesday, November 24, 2009


yes, it's my real name.
so why do i insist on being Mary all the goddamn time?
I see Mary as virginial, pure, sophisticated, simple and classy. I'm sick of being who I am, so I enjoy being somebody different. A Mary's who I'd rather be. You can think it's the insanity speaking, but I'm going with it.

I'm slowly distancing myself from everybody. I'm talking less and plan to slowly erase as much of my existance as possible.

Do you even know that I'm still here?

You lose track of bleeding with your novel for company, sitting in the bath.

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