stripped bare

September 1st.

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The dreaded month.

I wish I could go to bed now and wake up to October. For the past five years, this month meant disappointment, lost hopes, broken dreams, endless tears. Every year, I dealt with them differently. I hope it will also be different this year. No, I don’t want to hope. Hoping is a fool’s cry for help. I’ve run out of ways to handle this.


Wake me up when September ends.


Written by smudgi3

September 1, 2007, Saturday at 03:12

Posted in Insanity

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