Saturday, April 09, 2005

saturday

when feelings of this magnitude get suffocated by the lackadaisical shruggings of one who should know better
when expectations are set so high that one isn't even aware of their existence
when desire and emotion well up to create a toxic mixture not suitable for any, much less the inexperienced
the intial reaction is shut down; like a washing machine with one too many extra large sweaters, getting tangled among the thick denim, the suds spilling over onto the carpet, the body of the machine vibrating like mad, screaming for something, someone to come and release the tension, the overload

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