Thursday, August 03, 2006

Pam, go away, please.

I don't feel angry, but I think my concern for you is gone as well.

Leave me alone, leave my friends alone.

I can't speak for anyone else, but I for one would not be to upset to never hear from you again. I'm getting back on my feet, and I feel like a persona again. My stress is down, and the last connection to misery (besides my bills) is you, just let me be.

Peace.


posted @ 4:15 PM

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Grand Master Funk