index | archives | notes Wednesday, Jun. 30, 2004 9:22 p.m. << [ Original Sin ] >> I remember the way you said you needed my help, and the way that when you said it, I played over in my head the exact moment when I promised myself I would not hurt you. The more you suffer, the more it shows you really care. I always wanted to hurt you the way you've hurt me, just to prove that somewhere inside that "numb" heart of yours, I meant something to you. I am not a good person. I just hide it better than you do. << | x | >> whatiscopyright.org