he
silentbob
he sits
in
his
room
all
quiet
and
cold
he
laughs
when
he's
lonely
and
sings
himself
to
sleep
he wraps
himself
in
harmony
brushes
his
hair
with
denial
when
he
stares
at
his
reflection
it
only
makes
him
weary
and
he
wishes
not
to
associate
his
face
with
how
he
feels
inside
.
011003
...
distorted tendencies
he
has
more
than
meets
the
eye
he hides
from
everyone
but
me
he
was
wonderful
he
was
suppressed
by
his
own
intake
abuse
he hid
himself
from
me
i
think
he's
ashamed
.
020305
...
guitar_freak
He
whispers
to
me
in
Spanish
as
he
stares
deep
into
my
eyes
.
At
first
I
just
looked
back
,
not
seeing
much
of
anything
.
Now
,
I
look
at
him
and
his
eyes
sparkle
with
secrets
.
In
the
morning
, he
is
beautiful
,
like
a
breathtaking
sunrise
.
The
way
his
hair
whisps
across
his
face
drives
me
to
kiss
his
soft
lips
and
a
smile
spreads
across
my
face
.
Our
connection
is
deepening
and
it
scares
me
.
I
don't
love
him
...I
just
fuck
him
...
right
?
050502
...
deer
never
has
time
for
me
anymore
.
060324
...
nom
i
like
a
few
hims.
070528
...
nom
or
a
lot
of
hims.
070528
...
nom
but
especially
a
few
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what's it to you?
who
go
blather
from
