Saturday, September 5, 2009

It’s 5 am. You’re a stranger to me. I’m in your house. I cannot sleep. Everyone is in bed dreaming of better things. I had an epiphany. I sat on the roof top alone. I silently weeped to myself. I can change. I will get better. Things are gonna change. Life is better than I think it is. Life is better than you think it is.

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