I just needed some time alone.

I know I won't be able to sleep. So, i jogged till my feet blistered and popped open a bottle of wine.


Sometimes I don't know what is it that I want from you anymore.

Goodnight.

Rode the waves @|11:36 PM|

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4th July 1983
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