Forever, imperfect .
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Friday, July 23, 2010
Last blogged @ 5:04 PM


i can feel that i'm walking on the edge of a cliff, but i can never see what it is there under, over the edge. it might be rocks, a big bed of jelly-0, the sea, huge inflated airbed, or nothing.............. i dont know what it is because i cant see it, i cant feel it.

can't move away from it, something/someone is holding me there preventing me from falling over, but cant pull me away to safety. i can't see who/what that is holding me, can't trust that he/she/it will not be the thing to push me over.


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