i want to know your name | i want to hold your hands
( 06.17.2003 )
it's that heat. it was poured onto my head. it trickled down my neck. it is dread.
should i be talking about this? oh no.
but it's okay this time. you related to me. i related to you. we talked of escape.
is it really okay?
i remember when she said
"be careful what you tell these boys."
i need to diminish dreams and take hold of reality's hand.
