Mirror me this. Mirror me that.
A need for approval. A need for anonymity.
Tuesday, December 13, 2005
Dying is an art, like everything else. I do it exceptionally well. I do it so it feels like hell. I do it so it feels real. I guess you could say I've a call.
Sylvia Plath.
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