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i need space. i love it. it conforts me. it gives me altered strength. space gives me permission to become psychotic, hateful. creative.
i bump into everything because my mind makes me think all this space is just my space...not my space, my space...Reina's space.
i hate my space.
late nights give me much opportunity to be in a space known only to me.
i hate evenings when everyone comes home. now its THEIR space.
i am single because of space.
its nice.
Posted by Christopher Stewart on February 12, 2012 at 8:03pm
Posted by KEEMO on February 10, 2012 at 3:37pm
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