11 July 2004 | 10:37 p.m.
Charlotte Sometimes
The Cure
I was listening to music and thought about calling but alas, I assume that you are probably not at home available to answer. It�s not that I had anything important to say but it felt important.
I needed to talk to someone because I�m tired of people not getting me. I could try to explain this to other people but I think they might look at me as if I need to take a vacation at the loony bin. The person that I portray is not me but everyone does that in his or her own way I suppose. I have nights like this that I get tired of the fa�ade and want to run and disappear for a few weeks.
This is going to sound lame - can we be friends? I know what happened a few weeks ago could complicate things and I meant to talk to you the other night but the time just didn�t seem right. I�m not talking about friends with benefits just friends. Someone I can call if I need to talk or just hang out.
The mind fuck is rather loud this evening and I doubt I will get any sleep at all. I bought a few albums today and I know I can certainly blame this mood on the music.
Charlotte Sometimes,
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