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Date Posted: 21:48:00 01/24/02 Thu
Author: sober
Subject: untitled

[enter. not-so-fragile fragile girl, holding a framed picture. walks to the left, and then to the right].

you always seemed to make me break. and i think i'm tired of it. why, i'm even tired of just hearing you try to make me feel better, by not mentioning what i know is happening. it just makes it worse, you know.

[pacing in and out of love, stops. smiles, then frowns].

you were so good to me, for a minute. and i felt so special,for 3 seconds. but i guess that's all i was worth.
one minute, three seconds. per year. one year. maybe more. yes, more. i mean, when you think about it a year isn't such a great amount of time. all hype. so don't feel terrible of anything. it's not like i was miserable for you the whole time, right? i mean i should have known a little better. a little better.

[walks slowly to the bed and shakes it out with her steady hand].

really. it was so obvious all along. i didn't mean to insult my conscience, i really didn't. i just go astray when it comes to you, sometimes. not my fault. not your fault. it's just the fault that lives outside us, and we kinda get stuck cos of it. but it's never anyones fault.

[walks to the edge, looks out].

ha... well. if you want to know the truth, i'm a wonderful liar. just terrific if you ask me. and all that talk about love, gimme a break. some sort of chemical imbalance, y'know. i read about it somewhere. another one of those deceptions that are so celebrated all the time. nothing real, nothing solid. hell, i could fool myself into thinking i was crazy, i could.

[places picture down].

it's alright. i know it is. don't you worry about me. not saying that you would worry, but if you happen to, then well, don't. i'm sorry, really i am. i can be so difficult sometimes, and i know i've made you had a dreadful time. i forget that it was your year too. maybe not as involved, but still, a year is a year. well, who am i kidding. not you. maybe me, for a minute. and three seconds? it's about time we admitted how awful it's been. we fall off center. it's that easy. and i'm tired of you. tired of thinking about you. i said that, didn't i? well i'll say it again. i'm tired of you! there... that feels better. i'm not upset, not anymore. i just... i just know that you make me worthless.

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really cool ... i absolutely love the way it's done. hot shit. bravo. (NT) -- ~~Lauren, 02:52:21 01/25/02 Fri
absolutely wonderful style, and very emotional, great great great (NT) -- Crysta, 15:20:03 01/25/02 Fri