...according to Jaime...

I know everything--or nothing--depending on the day. I know that the world is full of beautiful colors, beautiful words, and beautiful things. I don't know what my part in it is. Well, I don't know...yet.

Tuesday, March 08, 2005

No one understands my pain...

I went to the doctor and they did bloodwork. Yes, bloodwork. They took out my blood. They went into my body with their cold, hard needles and removed my life-giving elixir. Why does no one understand how deeply I'm wounded because of this?

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