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Posted on March 2nd, 2009 at 1:25am

March 15, 2002 — My bedroom seven years ago.

I’ve been swimming in nostalgia lately. A part of me wants to dive deep underwater and take a real big breath.

“The me that you know he had some second thoughts.
He’s covered with scabs he is broken and sore.
The me that you know he doesn’t come around much.
That part of me isn’t here anymore”

Goodnight Moon.
Goddamn this noise inside my head.